Just Tell Me You Love Me (COMPLETED)

||JTMYLM 24||

Is it strange for me to say
That if I were to die today
There's not a thing that I would change
I lived well

Maybe I have made mistakes
And been through my fair share of pain
But all in all its been okay
I lived well

The more that I see, the more that I know
I don't know anything
At all

The more that I dream and start to go slow
All of the many things
I could only recall
All of the good things, good things
All of the good things, good things
Only the good, good, good
Only the good, good, good
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Nicki

My eyes could barely open up right now but I some how managed. The constant beeping sound got my attention as I jumped up from the hospital bed that I ended up in.

I looked over and seen so much equipment hooked up to me and bruises on my arms and legs. I started to cry to myself as I sat in the bed confused and I demanded for answers. I pressed the button repeatedly for help until someone finally came and tried to calm me down but I wasn't having it.

"Ma'am please please tell me what do you need?"

"Wha-What happened why am I in here? Where's my fiancé? How-What is going on I don't understand" I began to sob.

"Ms. Maraj, you were injured in a car accident."

My eyes began to pop out of my head and I covered my mouth with my hand in disbelief. When did this happen?? How did this happen??

I shook my head in denial

"Miss please tell me my baby is okay" I began to sob some more as the tears flowed endlessly.

She looked at me in sorrow and pulled up a chair next to my bed.

"Ma'am the baby is fine and it's honestly a miracle that the baby made it" She began to shed tears and tried to wipe them away which I didn't understand because that was the happiest news I could honestly receive but it wasn't until I looked into her eyes after I asked about Meek which made my heart drop into my stomach.

"Where is my fiancé?" I questioned again.

The lady couldn't even look me in my eyes anymore and that really made me lose it.

"Ma'am please no! Please don't tell me he's--"

"He died Ms Maraj. He was hit on the side and his injuries were too severe to save him."

After she said that, that was it for me. I covered my mouth again with my hand and this time the tears were endless.

"NO! NOOOOOO" I screamed in pain as I got out of the bed unhooking all of my equipment and tried to run out of the door despite the amount of pain I was in to look for him but she tried to stop me.

"LET ME GO! I HAVE TO SEE HIM LET ME GO!! NO! NO!NO MA'AM PLEASE NO" I sobbed so hard and fell to the ground on my knees. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would jump out of my chest. I screamed to God begging for answers as I made my way off the ground looking for Meek. He's not gone. He can't be.

I bust opened every single door I saw until one door that I opened made me sob even harder. All of his family and friends were in the room mourning as his body laid on the bed all bruised up and the sight made me sick.

I ran to him and kissed him repeatedly refusing to believe he was gone and I sobbed on his chest even harder than I already was. I held my chest with my hand and screamed and cried.

"BABY NO PLEASE! GOD PLEASE NOT MY BABY LORD PLEASE BRING HIM BACK!" I screamed as I fell to the ground as his family tried to grab me and help me but I didn't want it. All that was running through my mind was that my baby is gone and that thought made it harder for me to get myself together. I cried so hard as the flashbacks of our relationship played through my head as I looked at his body from the ground.

"BABY PLEASE COME BACK. MEEK I LOVE YOU BABY PLEASE NO!"
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KING'S FUNERAL HOME
11:27 A.M

I sat in the front of the room with the rest of the family and friends. I watched as people came up to the coffin and sob as they viewed Meek's body and that made my body cringe just thinking this is really happening to me right now. My baby is gone. I can't wrap my head around this.

I tried to fight back tears as they began to close his coffin for the service but I couldn't. The tears got the best of me and I broke down. The father to my baby, my fiancé, my high school sweetheart, and my everything is really gone.

The service didn't make it any better. Between the mourning of the guest, the music, and the preaching, I completely lost it by the end of the service.

They opened the coffin as we walked out of the church and I repeatedly kissed him and told him how much I loved him and how much my heart ached. It ached so bad that I felt like throwing up right about now.

At the cemetery, we had doves released into the air and finally, meek was buried in peace. As everybody left the cemetery, I stayed and kissed his headstone and finally said my last goodbyes to my baby.
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I got home at around 2 o'clock and it wasn't the same walking into my house. Every step I took, I looked around and everything reminded me of him. It was so hard for me to get over this and I know I will never be able to. Raising my baby without her daddy to love her and be there for her hurts me so much which made me begin to cry again.

I walked upstairs to my room and tried to wipe away my tears and I grabbed the tissue that was on the dresser and wiped away my tears. I sat on my bed and sobbed lowly to myself as I tried to get my thoughts together.

The day at the hospital when all of this happened and the day the car crashed that I seem to not remember. All I could think about was those bright lights heading towards us and I couldn't remember nothing more.

Eventually, I just laid in my bed and continued to sob to myself as the thoughts of meek's death continued to mess with my head. On top of the situation with Chris, I was mentally weak. As the situation began to run through my head, my heart started to beat rapidly and I sat up so quickly in the bed as everything began to click like a lightbulb in my head.

The night of the accident when Chris broke into our house, the note he left In my room, and then the accident.

You came and you crashed into my life. I feel dead without you. I won't stop until I have you. Even if I do the impossible.

I got up out of the bed and I was sweating horribly. My hands were shaking and my legs were becoming weak as the note continued playing in my head

You crashed into my life

I feel dead without you

Even if I do the impossible

CRASHED into my life! DEAD without you! The IMPOSSIBLE!

I screamed lowly as I feel to my knees on the floor continuing to sob. This couldn't be. I couldn't even begin to express the pain that I feel as I came to the conclusion that Chris was responsible for my fiancé's death. It was all him. He did what I prayed would never happen.