Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎drunk driving pt. 3

She walked to the dreaded place. Her boyfriend was there, she had just gotten out of the hospital after that terrible car accident that killed him.

She walked to the morgue and asked for him. They brought his body onto the table and she started to cry when she saw his face.

She touched it and it was so cold. He was so cold. His lips were blue and his face was purple, covered in gashes and cuts. He was gone.

"You're so cold, baby. I'm so so so sorry." She whispered and carefully kissed him. She didn't mind that he was dead. She wanted to kiss him one more time before she would have to say goodbye to him.

He put his hand on her back but she didn't feel it. He started to cry seeing her so torn in front of him. He was so fucking broken when he left this horrid world but he was so terribly sorry because she was the one who took his life from his body.

He heard every scream coming from her. Every ear piercing scream of his name as they pulled his body out of the car. He wasn't yet dead, he wanted to call out for her but he was slipping away from life. He hugged her from behind and just held her.

She felt like he was holding her again, and she calmed down. It was some sort of nerve, she thought about it to calm herself down, and when he was still alive she'd ask him to hold her.

But he wasn't alive. So instead she walked out and made a terrible decision that night.

"You didn't have to do that." He said and she ran to him and he finally got to hold her again. He buried his head into her hair and held her hard. And he didn't let go.