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I Miss Him {Cameron Boyce}

You laid alone in your half empty bed in the cold silence of your bedroom. The space next to you that was once occupied was now empty and cold.

Not knowing what else to do during a time like this, you got up from your side and knelt beside it. You intertwined your fingers and stared up at your ceiling.

"Um... God, it's me again. Y/N. Although, you probably already knew that," you started. "It's been quite a while since we last spoke and I know you're probably disappointed in me but we can talk about that later. Right now, we need to talk about something more important."

Tears started to escape your eyes and you took in deep breaths to calm yourself.

"Cameron. He's gone now, although you probably already knew that too considering the fact that he's probably up there with you right now," you said. "Why did you have to take him huh? Why not take someone more deserving of death like a rapist or a murderer or something? Why did you have to take my boyfriend from me?"

You could feel yourself start to get more angry but you were in too deep to stop now.

"He was everything and more. You know he loved you? So much. He even convinced me to pray with him every once in a while and he was so good to everyone too, even the ones who didn't deserve it," you wept. "He made so many people happy and I'm not just talking about me or his family. I'm also talking about his fans."

You stopped talking and got off of your knees. You started pacing around your room and after a while you went back to your ranting/ praying.

"How could you?! How could take the one thing that provided me with so much happiness and life? He was my everything. I loved him and you took him!" you screamed.

You were sure that if someone were to look into this room they would think that you were a crazy woman shouting at nothing.

You leaned against the wall before sliding down it. The tears were just free falling at this point and you were struggling to breathe.

"I'm... I'm sorry God. I just... miss him so much. I loved and still love him but I know that it happened for a reason. And even though I will never understand that reason I know that you know best," you whimpered. "I guess you needed him more than I did."

You stared at your empty bed before climbing back into it and cuddling his pillow. It still smelt like him.

"Amen."