Shattered Glass (Plance Story)

Second ending

December 20th, after five years of being together, lance planned to propose, they were walking through the parks, hand in hand and happier than ever.

Pidge had started photography, working on becoming a professional while lance was currently a florist.

He loved it, so did she. They were able to work together when it came to their jobs. Pidge even knew how to say 'fuck you' with flowers. Interesting really.

They stopped at the shop, lance grabbed a bouquet of flowers and gripped them tightly, sighing softly with a smile on his face. He handed them to Pidge and she looked a little confused.

"Why are you giving me flowers lance?" She giggled and he pulled her along, back into the park. The lights sound the area we're lit up and soft music was playing.

Just as planned.

"Pidge Elizabeth Gunderson...." He smiled, always using her prefered name. He started pulling something from his pocket as he got down on one knee "Will you mar-"

He was tackled before he could finished, pushed back into the snow by a 126 pound girl.

"YES!" She squealed, smiling and holding herself up "Yes yes yes!"  She giggled again before getting up.

Lance smiled and took off the glove on her left hand, placing the ring on her third finger and kissing her.

She kissed back, pulling her glove back on and wrapping her arns around his neck.

"I lovw you so much Lance." She smiled, looking at him with a loving stare.

Lance smiled back, grabbing her hand and heading home.

"Oh. My shoes untied-"Pidge bent down to tie her shoe, humming lowly.

That's when lance noticed and oncoming car, he didn't really care until he realized it was heading directly twoards Katie.

"Pidge!" He screamed before pushing her out of the way, just as it was about to hit her, causing the car to hit him instead

"LANCE!" She screamed, tears already pricking her eyes "no no no!" She ran over and picked up her husband, elevating his head as she phoned for an ambulance.

Lance coughed up blood, looking at Pidge. He put his hand to her cheek and weakly smiled. "You're beautiful..." He forced out a broken chuckle, her tears falling onto his chest.

"S-shut up you stupid idiot. Shut up!" She was trembling. Police and paramedics were soon there and took lance and Pidge.

Pidge held lances hand tightly, he was in and out of consciousness. Every time he woke up, he would look directly at Katie and smiled.

Lance though he wasn't gonna make it, that's why he did it. He wanted the last thing he saw to be his wife.

They reached the hospital in a short amount of time, rushing lance to the emergancy room and holding Pidge back. She sobbed into the chest of one of the nurses, pleading and begging for lance to be okay.

It wasn't until the next day was she allowed to see him. She rushed to his room and stood at his bed side.

"Lance-"she breathed out, taking ahold of his hand.

He looked over and smiled weakly, pulling her hand to his lips and kissing it.

"Pidge... I'm not gonna make it."He coughed, squeezing her hand.

"D-dont say that... Please don't say that. You'll be fine. You'll be out of here in no time lance." She knew she was lying to herself.

The impact of the hit was enough to break 5 ribs, his left arm, fracture his spine, and almost break his neck.

Be was far from fine. He was in alot of pain but focused souly on Pidge.

"Come here... lay with me."He smiled at her, opening his arms slowly.

With tears running down her face, she crawled into the hospital bed and laid on lances chest, careful not to put alot of pressure there.

He smiled, kissing her head, cheeks, nose, then her lips.

She kissed back, tears running diwn her face as she cupped his cheeks.

When they parted, lance smiled and laid back. The monitor that measured his heart rate started slowing down.

Pidge noticed but stayed quiet, she doesn't want the last thing lance to hear be her pained screams.

"I love you Lance..." she whispered, her face in the crook of his neck.

"I love you too, Pidge." He spoke softly before going dead quiet.

His monitor made one long beep. Pidge laid there and sobbed, shaking as she clutched the shirt on lances chest.

"Im sorry lance... I couldn't save you." She was shaking again, doctors had pulled her up and got her out of the bed. She watched as they pulled a sheet over him.

On December 21st. The day after he proposed, Lance Mcclain was killed, and Pidge Gunderson was left alone.

《Word count: 800
Wow, I almost made myself cry? Lmao

Uh yea, one more ending after this, I promise itll be happy. 💕