September rolled around once again bringing the seasonal depression with it. You just naturally felt extra sad towards the tail end of September. September 18 to be precise the dreaded day haunted you year round as a constant reminder that redacted was gone. That you we're the reason that redacted was gone. The scene played in your head over and over, his words repeating like a broken record.
"Don't worry honeybee, I got this don't move a muscle." He kissed your forehead and then walked out the door for the final time.
He always had been quite the sweetheart. It was exactly five years ago today that you got the worst phone call of your life and saw redacted for the last time. The two of you were set to be married in about a year or so. redacted had just reached 10 million subscribers earning redacted his much deserved "diamond play button". Life was smooth sailing until it came to a screeching halt." You had just so happened to get extremely ill two days before you and took his long awaited birthday trip to Australia to celebrate with redacted. Being the wonderful person redacted was he'd postponed the trip for a few more weeks. It was a chilly fall night and you were sneezing your brains out. This flu was really throwing you for quite the loop. Your throat felt like you just drank the most corrosive acid know to man. You got up to check the cupboard to find that you were out of soup. You put on a brave face, shuffled over to the shoe rack and began to tie an old pair of tennis shoes on, before you were stopped by your boyfriend. The two of you were engaged but you felt weird saying fiancée.
"Where do you think you're going missy?"
"Uh to go get soup?"
He tsked at you and carried you back to the couch.
"No hon your too weak to be be up running around. Just lay here and get some rest and I'll get some soup. I need some stuff from the store anyway."
"Oh geez, redacted I'm an grown women I can do these things on my own."
"Don't worry honeybee I got this don't move a muscle." You'd never met a bigger dweeb in your life, let alone a man that was so concerned about the wellbeing of bees. His love for honeybees had even began to effect the nicknames he called you.
You rolled your eyes and blew a kiss to him as he walked out the door. He dodged it and yelled "ew, I don't want your cold you nasty fuck." Even though he acted a bit softer due to your condition he was still the same sarcastic meme fuck down to his very core.
He got on his motorcycle and like that he was gone. He never really enjoyed driving cars. You waited up all night and called his cell phone hundreds maybe thousands of times but were relived when you heard the houses phone ring. You figured it was probably just redacted calling to see what kind of soup you wanted since you didn't exactly specify. You pick up the phone to a strangers voice.
"Hello, miss (y/n)? I'm with the NYPD and I regret to inform you that your fiancée redacted was in a horrific car accident and unfortunately has passed away." Dropped the phone and began to scream. You didn't know what else to do. You Basically just watched your entire future get ripped from your hands. redacted was confirmed dead on September 18th 10:34 PM ironically on his birthday. You remember spending the rest of the night on a tearful Skype call with redacted and the rest of the guys until you passed out from exhaustion.
Over the next few months you'd be harassed by fans blaming you for redacted death jus adding to the pain you felt. Over the next few years the pain would numb to a constant dull burn in your chest. Usually on the anniversary of redacted death all the the guys got together and binge watched redacted show till the wee hours of morning, but not this year with redacted and redacted having had a beautiful baby girl recently (named Maxine due to a drunken dare redacted him to name his first daughter after his drag persona nearly a half a decade ago. Being the absolute madman redacted was we went through with it) and redacted busy with his new business and husband (yeah it turned out all the "I'm gay" stuff wasn't exactly a joke.) none of them could come this year. none them did YouTube and all of you going into your 30s grew up and moved on... Well everyone accept you. Not being able to love anyone after redacted you became quite the lonely hermit.
You set a bouquet of flowers and a packet of top ramen on top ofredacted grave. You knew he would've appreciated the meme. You slipped in your head phones and listed redacted to the sweet sound of your boyfriend raping.the tears began to stream down your checks and your chest began to hurt. Hitting the ground was the last sensation you remembered.
You now sat in a white void, you heard a familiar husky voice.
"What are you? Fucking dead?!" The man joked. "I've been waiting for you forever. like holy shit honeybee I missed you."
(Y/N) (L/N) was reported dead September 18th 10:34 AM of a heart attack like condition coined Heartbreak Syndrome
( lol I got really lazy towards the end oh my god. I'm not sure why I wrote it. RIP me :,+) )
