The Comeback Song

Prologue

"I can't do this anymore." I whisper brokenly, my voice thick with my.

 I just feel so...empty. How can this be possible? How can my heart hurt so much. 

"You don't mean that." he said from behind me,the desperation in his voice just makes my need to sob more prominent. I cover my mouth with my hand, shaking my head. 

"I can't do this anymore." I finally choked, the sob I was holding back escaping me. "You hurt me so bad, I don't think I could ever forgive you. God, I--" I grabbed grabbed my chest, right where my heart was. I could literally feel it breaking. The pain was too much, I felt like I was dying.  How can one organ feel so much?

I turned finally, meeting his eyes. The glaze in his green eyes told me he was close to tears. The same pain and devastation that I knew was showing on my face was painted onto his. But while my eyes were resigned and lost, his eyes were determined and desperate. 

He wasn't going to give up. 

That knowledge should have made me feel happy, but instead it just brought more pain. I was so tired. 

His jaw hardened, and his brows bunched and he got this determined look on his face, right before he started to stalk toward me. 

"No," I shook my head, backing away from him. "Please don't. Don't touch me," My voice was laced with desperation and I threw my hand out as if to ward him off. 

He ignored my pleas and just kept coming toward me. My back hit the wall and he was suddenly in front of me, reaching out. 

"Don't!" His hand grabbed the arm I threw out to ward him off, "Don't touch me--" he tugged and I was suddenly wrapped up in his strong arms. I struggled weakly, crying shamelessly. He held me tighter. 

"We're not done." he said, grabbing my chin and jerking my face up to his. His eyes were blazing as he held me captive. "I'm not letting you leave me. I can't let you go." he said fiercely. 

 My lip trembled as my tears ran rivers down my face. His eyes softened,  wiping my tears away with his thumb as he cupped both my cheeks in his palms . 

"We are not over, we'll never be over. I need you," his voice caught, and I stared up at him in both horror and pain. 

"I'm sorry," I grabbed his wrists and pulled them down and away from me. "It's too late." I whispered against my tears. I stepped back, dodging the hand he shot out to try and bring me back. 

"Please..."

His broken whisper, and the devastated look on his face was like a shot to my heart. The pain I felt was crippling. 

I turned away, unable to look at him any longer cause I knew if I did, I would go back to him. 

"I'm sorry. I just can't." I cried, and like a coward I ran. 

The stadium chanting echoed as I ran down the hall until the bright red light of the exit sign loomed in front of me.

I pushed open the door and stumbled through. Falling on my knees, I covered my face with my hands and fell apart.

The stadium's chant just made me cry harder. They were chanting the name of him. 

Ry-der. Ry-der. Ry-der. Ry-der.

They chanted for him to go on stage and sing with his band. 

They chanted for him to do the very thing that destroyed us. 

Ry-der. Ry-der. Ry-der. Ry-der..

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A/N:  This story has been floating in my head for a while. It's different from what I normally write. This will have SLOW updates, as I am already writing HTWF. But this scene came to me, and I had to write it down. I hope you liked it, and I hope you will continue to like it the more I update (: