(a/n): Hey peoples, so basically this fic is heavily based on a book called “Ruin” by Rachel Van Dyken, and I basically took the book and changed some stuff in it and put a little bit of my own stuff in there, and viola, we have it converted into (COMPLETE FUCKING AU) Cashby <3. IT'S NOT A HORRIBLY SAD FIC SO GIVE IT A CHANCE I KNOW THE PROLOGUE IS SAD BUT YEAH IDK. So basically, I own nothing, although I wished I owned Austin but this is going off topic so like yeah.
“Can you hear me? Alan?” His voice was so close, maybe if I closed my eyes it would seem more real. I reached up to touch his face., but I couldn’t feel anything.
So it’s true. He was gone. It really happened.
I blinked a couple of times to see what was in front of me. It looked like him, but he was too blurry, too far away.
And why was I lying on the ground?
“Come back to me, please, Alan,” he whispered “Not like this Alan, not like this baby. Everything is going to be okay”
But it wasn’t okay, nothing was going to be, I knew that, and so did he.
He was gone, and I was obviously hallucinating. I’d lost the love of my life, my best friend. How many times could someone suffer from loss before they too passed away? Before the aching hole in their heart consumed them?
Memories flooded my consciousness: memories of him playing baseball, memories of my parents, memories of all the notes he gave me.
Memories of our first kiss, our final time together.
And then the hospital.
We didn’t get enough time. I hated the universe, fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it. I hated it for taking him away from me. I hated that in the end, I would always be alone. Alone to mourn the loss of my loved ones, alone in every possible way.
I reached for him one last time. But this time, my fingers came in contact with warm skin.
It was all a dream.
Well, if it was a dream, I was going to enjoy the way he lit up the room. His lips touched my forehead.
I closed my eyes and hoped to fade away, to be taken too.
Because I knew the moment I woke up, I would have to say goodbye, to lose, to feel that aching hole in my heart again. And this time I’m not sure I’ll be able to heal from letting that one word leave my lips.
Goodbye.
Whoever invented that word should burn in hell.
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Ruin (boyxboy)
Fanfiction"I'm sick, Alan, really sick." Sometimes when you think it's the end, it's only the beginning. Austin thought he could save me, but in giving me everything, he ruined me. Because after one kiss, one touch, I couldn't - I wouldn't ever be the same. E...
