*In process of editing*
Grayson's POV
2 months after the explosion.
Have you ever just wanted to die? To leave this horrible world? To be with the people who have died too? For everything to be over?
I can't live anymore.
I can't be without her.
I can't forget about her.
I don't want to.
The only thing I want is her.
She is the only thing I want.
She is the only thing I need.
But she is all of what I can't have.
I would give up anything to just be with her again. For none of this to have happened.
I shouldn't have let her go.
I should have picked her up and dragged her out of that building when I had the chance.
This is my fault.
I should have never left her side.
I should be the one who's dead.
Not her.
It still hasn't stuck in my brain that she is gone, and I don't think it ever will.
I don't believe it.
I won't believe it.
She promised.
She wouldn't break her promise.
I don't care what anyone else thinks, Megan is not gone. She wouldn't do that to me. She wouldn't leave me, would she?
I haven't left my room for the past couple weeks. Ethan has given me food, but I won't talk to him.
Joseph has been living with us, but I can't bare to look at him. Every single feature of his screams Megan.
I can't do this anymore. I can't live like this. I can't be without her any longer. I won't be without her.
I will do anything to be with her...
