Your Pov
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'When I'm gone, just carry on. Don't cry, rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice. Just know that I'm looking down at you, smiling. And I didn't feel a thing, so baby don't feel no pain. Just smile back.'
Tears stream down my face as I limply lay on the floor. On my knees, I hold my head and rock back and forth.
He was gone. He was really gone.
A shattering sob escapes from my throat. I didn't know what to do.
What could I do?
The love of my life is dead. The phone call from Chris still rings in my head.
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Humming, I wiped down the counter and smiled at the meal I had set out on the table, waiting for Ricky to come home from band practice.
I couldn't wait to see his face. He always seemed to appreciate the small things I did for him. Something as small as making lunch for him to return to after a stressful recording session always made his face light up. Just the thought made me grin.
I loved everything about him. He was my world and life. And soon to be even more... I glanced down at the thought, blush rushing to my cheeks.
He would be so excited.
Wiping my hands off on the little hand towel on the stove arm, I brushed off anything that was on my -Ricky's- oversized SlipKnot shirt. Once I'm done, I glanced over at the clock to see that it was 1:45.
Ricky should be home soon. My grin from earlier returned even brighter. Just the mere thought of the silly, goth man made my heart flutter with excitement. Three years together and that feeling still hasn't went away. Deciding to clean the house up a bit more, I exited the kitchen and went to tidy up.
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Singing along with New Year's Day, song called Scream, I head banged and fixed the blanket hanging over the couch, over the music, I could barely hear my phone ringing but when I did notice, I walked into the next room.
"Hello?" I answered, flipping my black hair back, as I didn't bother to check the ID.
"(Y/n)," Chris drawled out.
Instantly I could tell something was wrong just by the tone of his voice. It was thick, slow, and sad.
"Chris?" I asked, worriedly.
"Ricky- Ricky's gone. I'm sorry."
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It was a car accident Chris told me. Someone had ran a red light and hit the side fender of Ricky's car. The speed the driver was going at caused Ricky's car to flip. And now he was gone.
Sitting up on the shower floor, the only thing that could be heard was the music I had left playing and the sounds of my whimpering.
I was alone.
I would never see Ricky again.
Never see his smile.
Never see his icy blue eyes.
Never get to tease him for his blond roots.
Never get to hear his laugh.
Never get to see that annoyed yet loving expression he got when I stole his shirts or beanies.
Never get to hear him say 'I love you' again.
Never get to see the moment when he first laid his eyes on his unborn child...
My eyes squeezed shut. Ricky was never going to get to hold our child. The one I was planning on telling him about tonight.
Gripping my hair, I felt the white towel strain around my body and I curled inward on myself and sobbed.
"Why?" I cried. "Why did you leave me? I love you so much. Please. Please. Come back to me."
I begged and begged even though I knew it was useless and pointless. He was dead. There was no coming back from that.
"I miss you, Ricky," I whispered, eyes closed. "I miss you and it hasn't even been a day yet. Please. Don't leave me. Come back. I love you."
Little pants and sharp intakes of breath strangled themselves from my throat. In the distance, I could hear something playing.
I'm ready to bury all of my bones
I'm ready to lie but say I won't
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To rot in this garden made of stones
Ricky's cover of Eternally Yours floated up to my ears and my cries doubled. A hand came up to cover my mouth. A brief coldness settled on my left shoulder. An icy air breezed beside me and I looked around.
I'm ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces to fall and rewrite the bitter end
"Ricky?" I sniffled, hopeful.
Looking around, I didn't see anything. I may not have been able to see him but I could feel his presence. "Are you there, baby? Is it you?" I croaked.
There wasn't an answer. Instead, I felt something cold and light softly touch my tummy.
"Baby, I'm pregnant. I was planning on telling you tonight but I- I- I never got the chance." I started crying again.
The end of the song started to play and fade as I felt a ghostly hand brush through my hair and a soft, frozen kiss be pressed to my forehead.
"I love you," I whimpered as the chill in the air disappeared.
Eternally Yours
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I legit almost started to cry writing this. Rippppppppp.
Also. Be on the look out for a couple of collabs I'm doing!
One is a called Trapped In Soul and Mind that I'm doing with @fallen_angel
And another one is called Dying To Please with my home girl XSatansBabydollX
Xx-Cruelty💋
