"I'm sorry my schedule is always busy." He says.
"Well why don't you make time for me?"
"You think it's that easy?"
"If you cared it would."
"(Y/N) I don't understand why you won't just listen---"
"And how can I even trust you when you're gone??"
"Woah. How can I trust YOU when I'm away." He snaps back.
You walk away from him and start making your way upstairs.
"No get back here please just talk to me." He says staring to follow you. You stop and turn back and look him in the eyes.
"Look Matt. Honestly I don't know anymore. It's all too much okay. Just...get out. I can't keep going this anymore."
"Do you mean us?" He says. You can already see his eyes beginning to turn red. You stay silent as you feel your own tears coming.
"Okay," he says " but I hope you know id do anything for you. I've never loved anyone anymore than I love you or ever will. Even if you don't love me, I'll always love you to the moon and back." He grabs his keys, wipes his eyes and leaves. You run to your room and cry. You didn't mean those things. You really didn't. You decide to call him and explain. Voicemail.
You call three more times.
Voicemail.
Voicemail.
Voicemail.
Great. You put your phone down and fall back onto your bed.
Riiiiing.
You quickly grab the phone. Is it Matt? Nope just mom.
"Hey." You say.
"Honey I'm so sorry. I'm on my way home right now."
You're puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"Honey haven't you heard?"
"No mom what are you talking about?"
"Sweetie....um....Matt got into a car accident. He died instantly."
Silence.
The whole world stops spinning until you can only hear a faint whisper.
"I'll always love you to the moon and back."
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