Elegant and beautiful, her white dress chased her down the marble stairs, as the light reflected against each individual embellishment allowing for its beauty to be seen.
Gently her hand, whilst being perfectly poised, rested lightly above the banister so she could maintain her balance down the winding staircase especially in her equidistant shoes ( that had given her more centimetres in height.)
Joe looked up in astonishment and questions, he wondered how could he have ever been so lucky?
Reaching the bottom Jane softly placed her hand in his, Joe stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. Knowing that this could be one of the last moments with her. Jane felt reassured she was safe when she would leave, as Joe would be by her side.
Walking, they both went into the beautiful back garden, that look like a scene from a movie. Dancing Jane hands rested around his neck whilst Joe lightly had his hands on her hips, carefully as if she would break. Struggling a little, Jane slowed down taking a few breaths before continuing with her dance.
Pain struck Janes stomach, in attempt to forget it was there she carried on dancing looking at Joe lovingly. However Joe's face was turning frosty, as colour drained from his cheeks. The angelic gown was now stained red, Jane collapsed her legs unable to take the weight of her body, falling Joe quickly grabbed her holding her as she was lying down. Her breathing was hitching and she struggled to speak. They had known this moment was soon with instinct, but now with the moment being here it felt terrifying and dreadful as they nkew there was no way out.
"Jane" Joe choked, whilst Jane tears rolled of her pale face. Remembering his promises, he just looked at her helping her leave this pain behind. No words, dramatic sobbing, just the two of them holding one another, they gaze spoke everything that needed to be said.
Closing the gap between the faces, Joe pressed a kiss on his beloved lips, as he pulled away Jane's eyes were shut, her lips were blue and her face was just a frozen picture in the balance of time, her chest wasn't moving, and there was no pulse. Jane rennet, 22 had slipped away.
Sobbing Joe continued to hold but he held her closer, not wanting to let go. However with promises in mind he had too. He called the undertaker to collect her. Joe had the unspeakable job of telling her family, friends and fans.
After giving the devastating news and pulling himself together he did what he knows to do best, what had started these perfect moments. Flicking flashes of red the camera was recording. He said;
"Hey guys, today is a terrible day, Jane has lost the fight, although I'm incredibly heartbroken. I wanted to let you know as you supported our loving yet short relationship. She will live on as a bubbly but shy, gorgeous girl, and on our channel I want to keep this alive as she's never gone she'll be watching down remembering silly things we did, thanks for your support." Flinching at the off button Joe breathed still in shock, he grabbed Vinnie and set off home. It could take days to recover from upset, or maybe years for Joe but he knew he could let go as there was no pain but only happy memories for Jane.
AUTHORS NOTE
This wasn't the original draft but I feel with no ones point a view and hardly any speech it captures the moment and emotions perfectly. There will be an epilogue.
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