Singing myself to sleep s/a.
Title: Singing Myself To Sleep
Author: loflo
Rating:PG-13
Pairing: Cash/Singer
WARNINGS!:Suicide/Character death
Summary: get out. goodbye. get out of my life. goodnight.
Disclaimer: Not real, never happened. Hope it never does.
Author Notes: I haven't posted in a while! Sorry if I do it wrong again :'[
and I wrote this in 20 minutes, running on four hours asleep. Sorry if it sucks!
I'm so sorry for not putting it under I cut. I compeletly forgot how to do it.
I’ve never really thought about any of this until now. I’ve never imagined it hurting this badly. Have you ever experienced that feeling when you’re on a rollercoaster and your stomach drops and you suddenly feel slightly nauseous? That is exactly how it felt when He said goodbye. That is how it felt when he said “it’s not working anymore”. I guess that’s why I haven’t thought about this until now. I’ve never had too. I’ve been so happy in the past two years. With him.
Nothing really matters anymore, but the last thing I want is for you guys to think that this is your fault. It’s not. None of you could have prevented this… probably because it wasn’t exactly planned out. I love you all. And I love him. Maybe that’s why this is getting easier. If you love something, let it go. I’m letting him go. Now you guys have got to let me go, too. Move on and find someone else. I know you can.
I’m still not exactly sure how I’m going to do this yet, but I know I’ll think of something. I can always think of something. Please. I cannot stress it enough; do not dwell on this. You are the most amazing guys in the world, and I’m so thankful that I got the opportunity to call you my brothers. Nothing can ever take away what we had. All of those hours we spent in the mule, doing absolutely nothing and having the most fun time of our lives. Now I see that I’ve taken a lot of that time for granted. Live your lives to the fullest, for me. I love you guys. Never forget that.
Get out. Goodbye. Get out of my life. Goodnight.
-Singer
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The boy unlocks the door to the seemingly empty apartment with a box of chocolates tucked under his arm and roses in his hands. As shiver runs down his spine when he sees singer passed out on the floor and an envelope folded on the kitchen counter. He hurries over to read the note, quickly wishing he hadn’t. He drops the letter from his right hand and the roses and chocolates from his left.
“Singer, Fuck! No, you can’t do this to me!” He screams, running over to the other boy’s limp body.
He collapses next to singer, breaking down completely.
“WHY?!” He chokes out. “I hate you! Why would you-“
He breaks into fury, getting up and throwing the closest lamp at the farthest wall. He flips tables and stops when he comes across two bottles on the floor. One a vodka bottle and one a pill bottle.
“God, no…” he whispers, picking up the pill bottle.
Cash Colligan
Take one by mouth as needed for pain
Oxy-contin
No Refills
He doesn’t hesitate when he takes out his sidekick and texts all of the guys, “Get over to Singer’s NOW.”
He also doesn’t hesitate when he picks up the note and the closest pen.
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When Johnson and Marshall arrive Cash’s body is lying next to Alex’s, vodka bottle in hand.
Marshall picks up the note lying on Cash’s stomach and reads aloud the handwriting sprawled across the back of the page: I never stopped loving him.
The police arrive five minutes later.
Author: loflo
Rating:PG-13
Pairing: Cash/Singer
WARNINGS!:Suicide/Character death
Summary: get out. goodbye. get out of my life. goodnight.
Disclaimer: Not real, never happened. Hope it never does.
Author Notes: I haven't posted in a while! Sorry if I do it wrong again :'[
and I wrote this in 20 minutes, running on four hours asleep. Sorry if it sucks!
I'm so sorry for not putting it under I cut. I compeletly forgot how to do it.
I’ve never really thought about any of this until now. I’ve never imagined it hurting this badly. Have you ever experienced that feeling when you’re on a rollercoaster and your stomach drops and you suddenly feel slightly nauseous? That is exactly how it felt when He said goodbye. That is how it felt when he said “it’s not working anymore”. I guess that’s why I haven’t thought about this until now. I’ve never had too. I’ve been so happy in the past two years. With him.
Nothing really matters anymore, but the last thing I want is for you guys to think that this is your fault. It’s not. None of you could have prevented this… probably because it wasn’t exactly planned out. I love you all. And I love him. Maybe that’s why this is getting easier. If you love something, let it go. I’m letting him go. Now you guys have got to let me go, too. Move on and find someone else. I know you can.
I’m still not exactly sure how I’m going to do this yet, but I know I’ll think of something. I can always think of something. Please. I cannot stress it enough; do not dwell on this. You are the most amazing guys in the world, and I’m so thankful that I got the opportunity to call you my brothers. Nothing can ever take away what we had. All of those hours we spent in the mule, doing absolutely nothing and having the most fun time of our lives. Now I see that I’ve taken a lot of that time for granted. Live your lives to the fullest, for me. I love you guys. Never forget that.
Get out. Goodbye. Get out of my life. Goodnight.
-Singer
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The boy unlocks the door to the seemingly empty apartment with a box of chocolates tucked under his arm and roses in his hands. As shiver runs down his spine when he sees singer passed out on the floor and an envelope folded on the kitchen counter. He hurries over to read the note, quickly wishing he hadn’t. He drops the letter from his right hand and the roses and chocolates from his left.
“Singer, Fuck! No, you can’t do this to me!” He screams, running over to the other boy’s limp body.
He collapses next to singer, breaking down completely.
“WHY?!” He chokes out. “I hate you! Why would you-“
He breaks into fury, getting up and throwing the closest lamp at the farthest wall. He flips tables and stops when he comes across two bottles on the floor. One a vodka bottle and one a pill bottle.
“God, no…” he whispers, picking up the pill bottle.
Cash Colligan
Take one by mouth as needed for pain
Oxy-contin
No Refills
He doesn’t hesitate when he takes out his sidekick and texts all of the guys, “Get over to Singer’s NOW.”
He also doesn’t hesitate when he picks up the note and the closest pen.
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When Johnson and Marshall arrive Cash’s body is lying next to Alex’s, vodka bottle in hand.
Marshall picks up the note lying on Cash’s stomach and reads aloud the handwriting sprawled across the back of the page: I never stopped loving him.
The police arrive five minutes later.