Part 28: Why Did You Leave?

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I hugged my husband. I sobbed into his shoulder. "I'm g-gonna miss you s-so much, Joshy." I stuttered.

"I know baby. I'm gonna miss you too." Josh spoke, calmly. I knew he was nervous about leaving me alone, but he was to be deported out to Irac, in two weeks. He had a solemn expression on his face. He kissed me, and went upstairs to pack a few belongings. 


**Two weeks later**


"You'll call everyday?" I asked,on the verge of crying. 

"Promise." Josh said. 

"Okay. Be careful please." I demanded. 

"I promise, baby." He replied with again. He hugged me, and pecked my lips. I was gonna miss him so much. 

"Okay baby, I have to go now. I love you so, so, much." He gave me another kiss, and a tight squeeze and walked through the door. 

"I love you too." I whispered sadly. He was gone. I sat down and sobbed into a pillow. Why did he have to go?


**One month later**


"Hello Mrs. Dun." The other end of the line spoke. 

"Uh...Yes?" I said, unsure of what was happening. 

"I have some bad news. I'm afraid your husband, Josh Dun, is dead." The woman said, sympathetically.  I gasped, and the tears rolled down my face. 

"W-what happened?" I stammered, while crying. 

"He went to get supplies from a transport, and a sniper shot him down. We are so sorry for your loss." She explained. I sunk to my knees. I let out a long sob, still on the phone. 

"I'm sorry Mrs. Dun. We will help set up the funeral, since it is a soldier." She said and hung up. I threw my phone to the ground, not caring if it broke. My love of my life was gone, just like that. I collapsed on my side, and held my knees to my chest, letting out long sobs. I didn't even get to say good bye. I cried for the rest of the day. I hadn't moved an inch. I fell asleep in that exact spot, still sobbing lightly. 


**One week later.**


I walked up to the podium, ready to speak about my husband. "Today we are witnessing a man, that was perfectly good. Yet, he had his life taken by evil," I began, shakily. "He had a family, friends, love, happiness, but it all ended in a split second. He didn't deserve this. I hope that evil, evil, man gets caught, quickly. We will all miss Joshua, but he wouldn't want us to mourn to much over his unfaithful death." I finished the speech, and walked to my seat. I didn't pay attention to the rest of the ceremony. 

"Why did you leave?" I whispered to myself. 





A/N You're welcome for the feels 

I know I'm evil.




"You don't know the half of the abuse." ~Heathens, Twenty One Pilots

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