I remember those few days well, too well. I had been angry about something and it had to deal with you. You'd once again had made me look like a fool and I was laughed at by everyone. I remember screaming at you after everyone had left and you only laughed. With tears in my eyes I ran away from you, hoping to never see you again.
Though you didn't leave me alone. A few days after I had yelled at you, you walked to my house and knocked on my door. I answered with a smile but frowned as soon as I saw you. I told you to go away but you wouldn't. I told you I had enough of your crap and didn't want anything to do with you. You nodded and said you understood. Yet you didn't leave and just stared at you. You were looking down as if trying to avoid me.
Finally for what seemed like forever you looked at me. Your eyes were glittering as if you were tearing up. Though the thing I noticed was your smile. It wasn't like your usaul smile, it was compassionate and understanding. I couldn't help but smile back and sighed.
You told me that you were sorry and I forgave you. You were silent for about a minute then sighed. You told me you had something to confess and I waited to hear what it was. You didn't say a thing and only leaned forward, and kissed me. I did nothing but just stand there as my eyes widened.
You pulled away and held my hand and said you loved me. I didn't say anything but I knew I felt the same. You laughed and I laughed too. I wanted to spend more time with you but you had to go home. I waved goodbye and you did the same, never knowing that would've been the last time I see you alive.
I had rushed to the hospital as soon as I heard. They said you were hit by a car and were hurt, very hurt. By the time I got to the hospital you were in a bed, connected to a big machine. My eyes filled with tears for I knew that was thing keeping you alive.
I rushed to your bedside and held your hand. I cried and told you I loved you and wanted to be with you forever. Though you only just lay there. I cried harder and begged for you to wake up, though you continued to keep your eyes closed. I'd call your name and hold your pudgy hand even harder, but it wouldn't matter.
For the doctors had given up saving you, so did everyone else. I didn't let go of you, even though they pushed me off. I struggled to get them off me, so I could return to you, but they wouldn't let me go. I couldn't do anything but cry and call your name as they took you away from me.
And that Eric, is how I remember the day you slipped away.
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