"only u." | VH ONESHOTS

Remember Me. | VH

TW : su¡c¡de - read with caution
* see AN at the end. *

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8 months ago, a boy named Vinnie lost the love of his life. 8 months ago marked the worst day of his life. Finding her in the bathtub, blood in the water, and the soulless Y/N laying there, suffocating in her blood.
Everything was a blur to Vinnie. All he remembered was finding his soulmate dead, the 911 call, blaring red lights who took her to the hospital, the tears, and the heart monitor doing a very long "beep", and the heartbeat gone.

The moment Vinnie lost her, was the moment his world fell apart. It felt like someone ripped open his heart and left it. Apart of him died that night.

It's been 8 months since all of this happened. But, only time can heal a person.

Ever since her death, Vinnie couldn't do anything. He couldn't eat a full meal, couldn't sleep, because every time he did, the flashbacks come
from that night. He was gone. Mentally, not physically. The 8 months hadn't done anything, if anything it made it worse. Every day he wished he had been the one to commit, or at least follow her footsteps, but he couldn't - he couldn't leave his family, his friends, Hera; so he lived.

Vinnie was still in contact with Y/N's family, always helping them in every way possible, because as much as it hurt him, he could've
never imagined what they were going through.
When Vinnie got a text from Y/N's mom, asking if he wanted to help clear out Y/N's room, he accepted.

Her parents made the decision to move. They didn't want to stay in a home constantly reminded that their precious daughter took her own life there.

Vinnie was instructed to start on Y/N's room, tidying the place up, and getting rid of all the trash, and making a donation pile.
As Vinnie was cleaning, he had to shove all of the memories of them together away.
She was gone, and he had to move on.

While cleaning, the boy stumbled across a journal, the journal. This journal was the journal Vinnie would often see the girl writing in, but she told the boy, one day, he would see what lays within the journal.

He opened the leather journal. The first page reading,
"Vinnie , if you read this, that means I'm gone. Feel free to look through , but know me leaving was never your fault. Through whatever happens, know that I love you, and I always will.
Your love,
- Y/N <3 "

So he did . Most of the pages were just memories; like the time she and Vinnie went to the movies and had their first kiss, or the time they went to the beach and kissed whilst watching the fireworks. As Vinnie read, tears flooded his eyes. She really focused on every little detail of him, his features, them together, everything.
Then, Vinnie read the last page — the girls last entry before committing.

The entry wrote :
" Dear journal, today is the day. Today is my last day here on earth, and then I'll soar with the angels. To whoever reads this, please know this wasn't your fault. There have been demons luring me to commit, and I couldn't get them to go away. No matter how hard I tried, I can't escape. So, I've decided today will be my last, then I will go. I plan on making today a good day, telling those whom I love, that I love them, kissing and hearing his voice just one last time. God, I'll miss him. But, I know he can continue on without me. I'm so sorry for leaving, but this is just right. Do not feel bad, or sad, merrily remember me , look for me in ever sunset and sunrise, because I am never truly gone. Thank you for the best years of my life. Thank you for everything.
— Y/N . "

Tears flooded the brim of Vinnie's eyes. If he had just held her a little longer, maybe all of this would've been avoided.

A/N : Hi!! I don't do these often, but this chapter was kind of hard to write, and I just wanted you all to know I am always here for you, and that you are wanted here. If you do need extra support, the national suicide hotline : 988 . You are not alone, but suicide is never the best option, please reach out, get help, talk to someone , because you are wanted here. If no one has told you this , I love you, and I'm so proud of you.