Chapter 3

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The rain fell hard against the cold, muddy ground. Mud and dirt soaked into my jeans, but I wasn't going anywhere any time soon. Other then my puffy eyes, you couldn't tell the tears from the rain on my face as I cried.

I missed him... I missed him so much.... I didn't understand why he was taken from me.... But there was nothing I could do to turn back the days to before the accident....

Why couldn't it have been me? I'm sure he wouldn't have cared.... And if he did, he wouldn't be as broken as I am now...

My red eyes looked up to the grey tombstone, scanning the words through the rain.

"Here lies Michael Elizabeth Schmidt.
1982 - 2003
"I lived a good life. But I can only regret not saying the things I should have sooner." "

I choked on my tears, letting them fall down my pale face. I touched the stone gently.

"I love you Mike..... I love you so much.... Why did you have to go?!" I sobbed louder. I wanted to get up, call a friend, something. ANYTHING other then sit here and tremble and cry.

But my body would simply not respond.

I tugged at my wet hair in anger and frustration. Why. Why. WHY.

I hated this. Mike was my light, my sunshine. And he was taken away from me. I leaned his stone, as to sing him a song.

But as I finished the last line, my vision clouded over and I sat up.

"Jeremy? What's wrong?"

I was awake.

It was only a nightmare.

(A/N)
HAH DID I SCARE YOU?!
IT WAS ONLY A NIGHTMARE.
Sorry for it short, but I tried....
Next chapter may be longer?
:3
~_the_lone_virus_

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