Musical Oneshots;

Goodbyes [Modern!Mystery!AU]

This is gonna kill me inside, but I guess thanks to Markiplier's video to inspire this? (Don't question it.) This is told from One person's POV, the whole way through.

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Huff, Huff, Huff..

I was so out of breath, so tired.. but I couldn't let that train leave, I couldn't let it leave with her just yet. I never got to tell her..

I never got to say I'm sorry.

There was a huge fight between us, just a few weeks ago. We kept arguing about how we were to support ourselves, how to support the baby she was carrying.

She stormed out of the room before I could apologize, or say anything along the lines of that.

I can't let that train leave, I can't let her go.
She is my world, my love, my life.

The one bearing our child.

As I wipe my clammy palms on my sport shorts, before picking my pace back up and dashing, skidding down street corners to the train station. She can't go, not yet, not now.

I reached the station soon enough, running past any restrictions, not caring on what they were there to do.

I glanced across the crowd, looking for her, for her lovely face, for her amazingly astonishing self.

And there she was, a sad look on her face as she stood in line.

And I shouted, I shouted out to her as loud as I could, as loud as I ever had.

She turned her head, her face in surprise as she looked straight at me. She was almost in disbelief, as she turned, and covered her face, as if she were thinking for a moment.

Just then, she looked back, and started running as fast as she could whilst being overly tired, and I ran too.

Into my arms she soared, a crying mess she was as she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. We fell to the floor, muttering 'I'm sorry's and 'please don't leave's.

I lifted her head, giving a loving smile as I spoke.

"My dear, I cannot live a day without you. These weeks you've been ignoring me have been the worst. I haven't gotten out of bed once since today, and I haven't even slept or eaten.I can't do anything but cry when I think of you, and how terribly I messed up. I shouldn't have yelled at you, I really shouldn't have. Love is a strong word, but I'm not afraid to use it anymore. When you love someone, it means you trust and care for them, it means you would give yourself up for them and their needs, it means that you know you want to spend the rest of your life with them. It's like a delicate flower, and I'm ready to pick it. I love you, with all my heart and soul. God, I love you so fucking much."

We were both in tears, hugging and sniffling yet again on the dirty train station floor.

Then, in a moment of silence, our lips brushed together in a sweet, gentle, kind and loving kiss. She pulled away after a minute, and ran her thumb across my cheek.

"I love you too, My dearest, Aaron."

I couldn't help but smile.

"My dearest, Theodosia.."

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aGH

mY HEART.