ONE YEAR AGO:

The woman sighed as she sat at her husband's grave.

"Hey hun, how are you? Good, I hope. I'm okay, I guess. I'm just hurting without you. We all are. Oh baby, you should see little Angie now, she's walking! And she's starting to talk, too. She says, "Cat", "potty", "Mommy"---…" She stopped herself in amidst of all of her excitement. "Daddy…" She finished before letting the tears roll down her face.

It's been almost five years since his accident, and she was still hurting as if it happened yesterday. God, she missed him so much.

He was in a head-on collision that killed him on impact. She remembered when she had gotten the call. She dropped the phone, and it shattered in two as it hit the floor. She fell to the same floor, bawling. She stayed in the same spot for about two days. She didn't move. She didn't talk. Her father in law had to come and pick up their daughter, Angie, because it was obvious she wasn't going to move for at least a few more days.

The fifth day after she received the phone call had rolled around, and she still hadn't moved at all. She had stopped crying, but she was still laying there, in total shock. Phone call after phone call had gone unanswered by her. She didn't care that her door was unlocked and that a psychotic moron could have walked in and killed her at any time. Hell, she'd rather be dead than him right now.

I long to be like you,

Lie cold in the ground like you

Or rather… be with him.

There's room inside for two

And I'm not grieving for you

"Baby, why did you leave me?" the woman asked, still at her husband's grave. "Why couldn't you just stay home instead of insisting to drive in the sleet and snow to train? But you were always the dedicated one, baby." The raven haired woman smiled.

No matter the weather, conditions, whatever, he always made things happen.

She just wished things didn't happen the way they did on that one fateful day.

And as we lay in silent bliss,

I know you remember me

"Baby, if I could give my life just to get yours back, I would. I swear I would. God, I miss you!" she cried at his tombstone.

She looked over at the plot next to his through her red and puffy eyes, only to notice that no one or anything had occupied that space.

That's because it was her space.

Although she didn't expect for either of them to pass away that soon, but she knew that they were going to leave this world at some point and time. She just didn't expect it to be so soon. But they were going to be buried next to each to each other.

I long to be like you,

Lie cold in the ground like you

There's room inside for two

And I'm not grieving for you

And as we lay in silent bliss,

I know you remember me

I long to be like you

Lie cold in the ground like you
There's room inside for two

And I'm not grieving for you

PRESENT DAY

She couldn't take much more of missing him anymore. It hurt too much.

So she killed herself. She had to be with him in some way. This seemed to be the only way.

So now, the empty burial plot next to him was filled, with her of course. And the tombstones read:

Rebecca Runnels, a devoted wife, mother, and friend.

Cody Runnels, a devoted husband, father, and friend.

And they were together, for eternity.

I'm coming for you.

--END STORY--

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I don't write Cody, but it was a challenge/gift.

And now, you DON'T get to stalk me, Becky.

Hehe.

Review.

-Chantel.

Disclaimer: I don't own the song "Like You" by Evanescence, or Cody Rhodes, nor would I like to. No infringement is intended.