'And I'd give up forever
to touch you,cause I know
that you feel me somehow'
-Goo goo dolls'What if we rewrite the
stars,say you were made
to be mine'
-Zac Efron,Zendaya
3RD PERSON'S POV
It was an early morning, and the sun was rising in the sky,as fresh air covered the hotness caused by the sun.
It was shining against the Heffley's house,making the light illuminate the rooms. The house could've looked a nice and welcoming place from outside,even though the screams could be heard even by the neighborhood.
Rodrick Heffley,and his wife Y/n,have always been in love,since they were sixteen, and they were so in love that they ended up married,and now they both had a house together.
Rodrick had always admired her smartness, and y/n had always admired his ambition to become a professional drummer,even though she thought he would've let go of that dream later on,but he didn't.
She let it go at first,thinking it was just a phase,but when she saw that he kept trying to become a drummer,she couldn't hold it in anymore.
From the kitchen's curtains, there could be seen Rodrick,with his hands on his face as he rubbed his eyes,while his wife,y/n,kept screaming at him.
They were fighting because Rodrick,even though he wasn't a teenager anymore, still dreamed to be a drummer in a band,so he kept trying and trying to make his songs go viral but nothing worked. He stayed in the house basically all day,trying to come up with new songs or even call his band friends to get ideas.
On the other hand,y/n had a good job,she was a lawyer, so she brought home a good amount of money, but it wasn't enough for the both of them.
She looked up at him,as her hand landing on the table made a loud sound echo through the house "I can't do this anymore!" She started,yelling in his face,as he looked at her "I work fifteen hours per day,every day, trying to save money for us,and you do nothing! You even spend most of the money for the instruments,you're always trying with that stupid band,you don't have work,I'm the only one doing something in this relationship!" She kept yelling at him,as he sighed "well,what do you want me to do?" He asked in a calm voice,with a slight hint of anger in it "I want you to find a damn job,is it hard to do?!" She yelled at him, and Rodrick scoffed "you think I haven't tried? It's just hard okay" he said,raising his voice a little "I don't care if it's hard,I don't care if you're trying, I just want you to find a goddamn job and help me!" She yelled again,and that made Rodrick snap "I'm fucking trying y/n,it's not like you're the only one doing something, with you it always look like you're the best,you're amazing, that you only do something and the others do nothing,did you know that? Oh I guess no since it's what everyone thinks of you,that you're a selfish bitch!" Rodrick yelled at her,expressing all the things he wanted to tell her,with more hatred he meant to express.
She stopped talking,looking at her husband with a shocked and surprised look on her face,nobody ever told her that,and she certainly didn't expect her husband to say such a thing,and with so much hate in it.
She looked up at Rodrick with a hurt expression,delusion evident in her eyes,as they became teary,but she couldn't cry,not in front of him,she cleared her throat "well then" she turned around and walked towards the sofa,she picked up the coat that she just left there and put it on,grabbing her bag with her,along with the car keys,Rodrick sighed and looked at her "where are you going?" He asked more calmly, as he walked towards her,she ignored him and walked towards the door,she opened it and walked out,slumming it shut,and leaving a guilty Rodrick in the middle of the room.
Rodrick looked at the door and sighed, he sat on the sofa and put his face in his hands,rubbing his eyes "God what did I do?" He said to himself as he heard her car turning on and driving away.
She started the car and started driving away from their house,wanting to clear her mind from what her husband said.
She couldn't believe that someone, especially her husband, could've tough something like that about her.
Her hands gripping tightly the starring wheel,as she drove at a fast speed,since nobody was in the street.
Tears formed in her eyes as she thought what Rodrick said to her,what if it was true,and everyone thought that about her?
The tears started falling from her eyes and going down her cheeks,falling on her jeans,as she drove,blurring her vision.
She sniffled and leaned down to grab her purse,to take out a tissue to wipe her tears,but as soon as she looked at the street again she noticed a huge truck driving in her direction, she widened her eyes and tried to change direction with the starring wheel,but it was too late,as the truck drove straight into her car,hitting it with full force,making a loud sound echo through the street.
The front car was broken,the glass shattered,as she hit her head on the starring wheel, the glass hitting her too,making her pass out.
RODRICK'S POV
I was pacing around the living room,practicing my 'apology speech' "I'm sorry for what I said" I said as I walked around "no,I'm really sorry for what I said" I sighed "no,it needs to be more...apologizing" I sat on the sofa and looked at the photo of me and Y/n at our marriage "I'm very sorry for what I said,I didn't mean it" I said to myself, mhm,that could go.
I got up and walked towards the picture, but as I was about to take it in my hands,blue and red lights blurred my vision,lighting the walls of the living room,I narrowed my eyebrows and looked out of the window,trying to see where they were going.
I snapped out of my thoughts when someone knocked at my door.
I slowly walked towards the door,wondering who could it be at that hour of the night, maybe it was Y/n,she was back.
But as soon as I opened the door I narrowed my eyebrows, two police men were standing in front of me,with serious expressions on their faces,they looked at me "Mr.Heffley?" The one with brown hair said,I nodded slowly,trying to understand what they wanted from me.
They looked at eachother before the blonde one said "I'm so sorry to tell you this,but your wife got in a car accident, a truck bumped into her car and.."
My heart stopped as soon as I heard what they said that,the man kept talking, but my ears stopped hearing what he was saying as soon as I heard 'your wife got in a car accident',making me hear the peace of my heartbeat quickening,i couldn't process their next words as I looked past them,noticing an ambulance, and on the small bed there was Y/n,with her eyes closed,covered in blood.
The sound of my heart beating rumbled in my ears,as I walked past the police officers,towards Y/n quickly,ignoring every person that called my name and telling me to back off from her.
I quickly hopped on the ambulance, I set next to her small bed and grabbed her hand with my shaking one,looking at the monitor,it signed that she was still alive,but how could I know if she would've stayed alive or not?
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