I'll Always Love You (Twiggy Ramirez/Jeordie White)

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"Jeordie White also known as Twiggy Ramirez was found dead in his apartment at 45. There is no cause of death yet but it is speculated to be related to the drug addiction he had been struggling with for decades."

I rewind the news, thinking I miss heard. I can't believe it. Tears run down my eyes.

My phone rings, "Have you seen the news?" Jessika screams.

"Yea." My voice is hoarse.

"I'm so sorry Nix," she says.

I can't believe it. I remember when I first met him. He was such a cute kid. I miss him so much.

Five Years Old:

"What's your name?" A boy with black hair and a Black Sabbath shirt sits beside me.

"Hecate," I answer, "What's yours?"

"Jeordie," he answers.

"I like your shirt," I whisper and blush.

"I like your hair," he whispers and blushes as well, "I've never seen someone with white hair that wasn't old."

"Yea. I don't have any color in my hair or my skin," I answer, "My eyes are also a purple but for a different reason."

"You're really pretty." I blush more and look away. He grabs my hand and holds it tight.

The ringtone for someone I haven't heard from in a long time breaks me from my flashback.

"Hello?" I question.

"Hey Hecate," Brian says.

"Hey Brian. It's been a long time," I reply.

"I heard about Jeordie," Brian says awkwardly, "I'm sorry."

"Me too," I answer, "I haven't talked to him since Guns, God, and Government. I was keeping an eye on him but my life got so busy." I start sobbing slightly.

"Hecate, you didn't do anything wrong. I should've seen that he was deteriorating." Brian tries to make me feel better.

"You know, I can remember the first time he said he loved me. He had stood up to a bully and the bully had threatened me. So he took off across the campus to find me and he dragged me to the music room. That was the moment I knew we would be together forever." I remember.

14 Years Old:

"Nixie!" Jeordie screams, though only about a foot away.

"What?!" I scream back.

"I love you!" He tackles me to the ground. He peppers my face with kisses as I turn red.

"What did you do?" I ask, as this is unusual behavior for him.

"Jeordie White!" I hear. He pulls me towards the music room.

"Jeordie White, what the fuck did you do?" I scold, panting.

"I stood up for myself but he didn't like that."

"Why did you pull me away?" I question.

"He said he was going to hurt you." He looks into my eyes, tears brimming his.

"I love you." I give him a kiss.

"Are you okay?" I hear Brian question.

"Yea. I've just been reminiscing about what I had with Jeordie," I answer, "It just feels so surreal. It feels like just yesterday that he called me so excited about getting into your band."