Letter Chapter 4- Final Chapter
Title: Letters
Author: MorbidAngel_89
Pairing: Missy/Bam, Jonna/Ville, Vam
Rating: PG-13: Swearing in later chapters, implied self injury, character death
Summery: Can one letter save a life?
Disclaimer: I own nothing. So simple.
Chapter 3- When Love and Death Embrace
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and stuff. This is the final chapter. This chapter is short, but very much to the point. I do have a little idea for a sequel that a friend of mine gave me. I could do a story with the same thing just in Ville’s point of view as he gets Bam’s letters. Yes? No? Just leave it as is? Let me know. For now…on the story.
(about a week later)
Dear Ville,
I’m standing here, cold and very much alone. I’m in a place I never wanted to be, but you force me here. In my pocket, the only letter I’d gotten from you was the one I never wanted. In the letter you told me that you loved me, but now that I was marring Missy, it was never meant to be. How you had loved me and can’t live with the fact that you could never have me. Oh Ville, how wrong you were. If only I had had the time to send you my last letter. If only you had had the time to read it. If only I hadn’t waited so long to tell you how I felt. If only it wasn’t to late. Do you know what it was like to get that call? The call telling me you had committed an irreversible act. I was crushed. The world slipped away leaving nothing, but an empty shell of what was. Your right. Things were never meant to be this way. Never, because you are to be here, by my side and not where you are now. I can’t stop the tears. Nothing makes me happy anymore. In the ending of your letter you tell me you sorry. We’ll, my friend, don’t be sorry. It was me who should be sorry. I should have told you sooner. I wonder….were you like this all along…or did I just push you over the edge? The letter also tells me it’s not my fault. Well, dear Ville, it is. If I would have told you sooner this never would have happened. You would still be here with me. I stand here at your grave wondering. Wondering what could have been if I didn’t wait so long. I can’t live without you. Nothing makes me happy anymore. I sit in my room in a drunken stupor and cry. I won’t come out for anything or anyone. I can’t live like this. I know you have felt like this and so I hope you understand my course of action. I’m not looking back. It’s the only way. I love you. Now and forever. Like you said in your song, “Will you die tonight for love?”
Yes I will.
Always and Forever,
Bam
I put the letter in an envelope and seal it with a kiss. I place it on his grave. I stand there and stare at it as I sob. I pull out a gun. “I’m so sorry” I whisper. I put it to my head and pull the trigger.
A/N: I’m sorry….please don’t kill me! *ducks and hides* I had that planed before since I started writing it. It had to be done. Let me know about the sequel thing that I stated in first authors note.
Author: MorbidAngel_89
Pairing: Missy/Bam, Jonna/Ville, Vam
Rating: PG-13: Swearing in later chapters, implied self injury, character death
Summery: Can one letter save a life?
Disclaimer: I own nothing. So simple.
Chapter 3- When Love and Death Embrace
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and stuff. This is the final chapter. This chapter is short, but very much to the point. I do have a little idea for a sequel that a friend of mine gave me. I could do a story with the same thing just in Ville’s point of view as he gets Bam’s letters. Yes? No? Just leave it as is? Let me know. For now…on the story.
(about a week later)
Dear Ville,
I’m standing here, cold and very much alone. I’m in a place I never wanted to be, but you force me here. In my pocket, the only letter I’d gotten from you was the one I never wanted. In the letter you told me that you loved me, but now that I was marring Missy, it was never meant to be. How you had loved me and can’t live with the fact that you could never have me. Oh Ville, how wrong you were. If only I had had the time to send you my last letter. If only you had had the time to read it. If only I hadn’t waited so long to tell you how I felt. If only it wasn’t to late. Do you know what it was like to get that call? The call telling me you had committed an irreversible act. I was crushed. The world slipped away leaving nothing, but an empty shell of what was. Your right. Things were never meant to be this way. Never, because you are to be here, by my side and not where you are now. I can’t stop the tears. Nothing makes me happy anymore. In the ending of your letter you tell me you sorry. We’ll, my friend, don’t be sorry. It was me who should be sorry. I should have told you sooner. I wonder….were you like this all along…or did I just push you over the edge? The letter also tells me it’s not my fault. Well, dear Ville, it is. If I would have told you sooner this never would have happened. You would still be here with me. I stand here at your grave wondering. Wondering what could have been if I didn’t wait so long. I can’t live without you. Nothing makes me happy anymore. I sit in my room in a drunken stupor and cry. I won’t come out for anything or anyone. I can’t live like this. I know you have felt like this and so I hope you understand my course of action. I’m not looking back. It’s the only way. I love you. Now and forever. Like you said in your song, “Will you die tonight for love?”
Yes I will.
Always and Forever,
Bam
I put the letter in an envelope and seal it with a kiss. I place it on his grave. I stand there and stare at it as I sob. I pull out a gun. “I’m so sorry” I whisper. I put it to my head and pull the trigger.
A/N: I’m sorry….please don’t kill me! *ducks and hides* I had that planed before since I started writing it. It had to be done. Let me know about the sequel thing that I stated in first authors note.