𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 🌀

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part two to "you're gone, but i'll follow you"

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zander's pov

bright lights.

the cold atmosphere practically unbearable.

a room filled with horrific sobs.

that's all i heard, that's all i felt.

and there, on the other side of the room, was where i laid, dead.

dead from what i did to damage me and my family.
dead from the grief that damaged my soul, and made me refuse to believe that there was something to live for.

that white blanket was tucked under my arms with no wrong placements. my skin was more pale than usual. and my eyes were still open.

just as i remembered.

just as i hoped.

but there was nothing in them but bitter darkness. and death.

someway, somehow, i still managed to get a glimpse of this somehow.

something warm touches gently on my shoulder. there's no way in possibility something that comforting could manage to touch me.

no. no. it can't be.

i can't look. i can't move. my mind is racing. my blood, cold. i'm frozen in place, unable to react to how much is already being inflicted upon me.

"zander."

him. his voice. it echos through my mind. crushes my soul.

i miss him. i miss him. i miss him.

i try to speak, but my voice cannot be used.

until he comes into sight, is when i react.

he almost practically looks similar to usual. the same crimson red jacket and scarf. his golden eyes glistened so brightly. his facial features appearing to me ever so perfectly.

he's still so so gorgeous.

"zander, why'd you do that?"

he took my face into his hands and my mind practically went blank. he seemed so.. upset. and i don't expect forgiveness. but i couldn't stand a life without him. i'm shattered without him.

"i don't know, luke."

tears began to stream down my face.

he wrapped his arms around me and traced circles along my back. and it immediately felt as if a weight was lifted from my shoulders.

"i don't know.
i don't know.
i don't know."

my tears began to quicken as he pulled me closer.

no one could even see us. it was us.

just us.

"i'm sorry, this is all my fault i—"

"no, no zander. don't say that. it's not your fault. you were so, so hurt after i passed away."

his lips press against my forehead as one last tear slips down my cheek.

"look at me, zan."

my eyes open and my gaze shifts towards his golden eyes. and he has that same brightening smile on his face.

and that's when i know i've really made it to heaven.

i smile at him and wrap my arms around his neck.

and we've finally been reunited.

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word count: 487 words
authors note:
woooo finally finished!
had to write a happy ending to that other oneshot—
dizzyfeet609  do u forgive me now🙁

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