3A/N: So, I was writing something else that just popped out of no where, and this came to me.
So I paused writing the other thing -which I'll have up when I'm finished- and just wrote this without stopping once.
I even cried when I was writing this..
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It's been almost two years since that fateful day.
Every day I miss you more.
Every day, I forget a little more, but then I'll remember again.
The one thing I remember best, is that day.
Out of all the times we'd been through, and I had to remember that one best, out of all of them.
I remember it so vividly.
We were driving home from your concert on your new motorcycle.
That night I had forgotten my helmet, and you yours.
So we had your friend lend us a helmet, but he only had one.
We argued, as to who got to wear it.
But in the end, I finally won, and had you wear it.
I had a blast at your concert, you did so great, you guys rocked the house.
After dinner, we said goodnight to your band mates, and got back on your motorcycle to head home.
It was an hour and a half ride, but I didn't mind.
As long as I was with you, I was happy.
About twenty minutes after we left the diner, we came to a hill. A very steep hill.
It was dark, even with the headlight.
Right before starting down the hill, you put on the emergency breaks just incase,
Just before you lightly let on the gas, I leaned forward and whispered 'I love you, so much.' in your ear.
"I love you too, baby girl." you smiled, leaning your head towards mine and kissing me briefly, then turning your attention back to the road.
All was going good, we were going very slow, then suddenly I heard a crack.
We both gasped as we started going faster down the hill.
"The breaks broke!" you yelled back to me.
"What do we do?!" I said back, trying my best not to panic. I knew you'd come up with some plan.
"First, quickly put on my helmet."
"But–"
"Babe, please. Just do it."
So I unstrapped your helmet carefully and put it on my head.
"I'm not sure if this is going to work, but right before we get to the bottom of the hill, we both need to jump off to the right where we should land in the grass." you said, your voice a bit shaky.
"Okay." I said, taking a deep breath.
After a couple more seconds, I felt you take a deep breath.
"Ready? One, two, THREE!" you yelled.
At three we both jumped off the bike, you caught me in mid-air and wrapped your arms tightly around me, so when we fell it wouldn't hurt too hard.
Then we hit the ground.
I felt my helmet hit something hard, then everything went black.
Suddenly I opened my eyes and all I saw was brightness.
I swore I was dead, it was the only possibility.
But did that mean you were dead too?
Then I came back to reality.
I was laying on the ground, on the pavement, with you under me.
I took my helmet off and threw it aside.
Then I got on top of you and tried to see if you were okay.
"Baby, baby come on, wake up!" tears started welling up in my eyes.
I sat next to you, my head resting on your stomach while I cried.
After a couple minutes of my crying, I felt your hand softly stroking my head, then I heard the slight beat of your heart, though it was going slower then it should have.
I lifted my head up and looked at your face, you were looking at me with tears in your eyes.
Tears started flowing down my face once more.
"I thought you were–" I start
"I know," you said, lifting your hand up and wiping my face. "Guess my plan worked, well sort of." you chuckled.
I couldn't speak, all I could manage to do right now was cry.
"At least your alright." you said, wiping my face of tears again.
He coughed up some blood, and wiped his mouth.
"Baby, I don't think I have much longer..."
"You can't die on me, you can't!" I say, more tears forming in my eyes.
"I'm sorry, baby." you said, tears now streaming down your face as well.
I lay my head on your chest and cry, as you continue talking in your sweet deep voice.
"I always intended on marrying you, and growing old with you. That's all I've ever thought about since the day we met.." you pause, "you know this isn't your fault, so don't you dare blame yourself."
"But it–" I try to refuse.
"No. It's not your fault, I wanted to save you, that's all that mattered."
"Babe, I can't live without you!" I say, crying more.
"My dear precious baby girl, I know I can't live without you either, but I'm not leaving forever, I'll always be in your heart, as you'll always be in mine." you pause, tears welling up in your eyes again "don't worry, love. I have everything planned ahead, my mom will know what to do, just go to her." you pause again, wiping the tears from your eyes. "Remember, sooner or later I'll come back as someone else, and I promise I'll find you again." you cough once more.
I can tell your getting weaker, and there's less time then I thought.
I lean down and kiss you with everything I have left.
You smile for the last time, and wipe the last of your tears, then take my hand.
"I...love...you..."
Then your eyes closed, and your grip loosened.
I laid my head on your chest and cried my eyes out for what felt like hours, before I came to my senses and called 911.
The Ambulance was there within two minutes, the men got out of the car and got you onto the table and into the ambulance the second they got out of the car.
I found myself not able to stand, so one of the men – Glen, picked me up carefully and lifted me into the front seat with his partner.
As we drove, the other man – Kyle tried asking me questions about what happened, but I couldn't seem to speak.
Glen had his arms tightly wrapped around me, letting me cry onto his shoulder.
Once we got to the hospital, another man came out and helped Kyle get you out of the back, as Glen picked me up in his arms once more, I wrapped one of my arms around his neck for support and kept crying onto his shoulder.
A police officer with a sweet face, and a sense of kindness to him walked up to Glen and patted my shoulder gently.
"Here Glen, I'll take her from here." he said, his voice deep and soft.
He got close enough to Glen so I could wrap my arm around his neck, once I did he took me in his arms and slowly walked back to his car.
"I'm Max," he smiled, as he carefully opened his car door and slipped in, still holding me.
"You think you could calm down a little and talk to me, sweetheart?" he asked, wiping the hair from my face and the tears from my eyes.
I nod and take a deep breath, then try to calm myself.
"W-where are they taking him?"
"There going to check if there's anything they can do to save him, if not they'll have him sent back to his homes hospital."
"How did you know we're not from here?"
"I saw the wrecked motorcycle, and its licence plate."
"Oh."
"They'll notify his parents, don't worry."
I start crying once more, but Max just holds me tight and tries to calm me.
"Shh, it's okay sweetheart. I'm sorry about your loss, I truly am." he takes a deep breath, "If it helps, I know how you feel. I lost my wife a couple months ago, that's why I became a special police officer, I only help with this kind of thing now."
I look at him, then take another deep breath.
"Now, how about I take you home? Should I call your parents?.."
"I don't have parents, they died when I was a kid, I lived with him and his mom."
"Then should I just take you there?"
"Yes, I guess so."
He gently slid me off his lap so I was sitting next to him, he still kept one arm around me.
I told him the address, and he automatically knew where to go.
He asked lots of different questions while he drove, and I answered every last one.
Before I knew it, he drove into my driveway and turned off the car.
Once we were both out of the car, he hugged me tightly, then handed me his card.
"If you ever need anything, or you just need to talk, my phones always on." he smiles, patting my shoulder.
"Thank you, Max. For everything."
With a tip of his hat, he hops back into the car then drives off.
Kate then comes running outside and hugs me tight.
"What happened honey? Tell me everything."
We walked inside and sat down on the couch where I told her everything.
Once I got to the part about you saving me and dying, we both cried for a couple minutes.
Then we just kept talking.
"Max said he'll monitor everything for me, and call me if something changes. He also said if they couldn't save him, they'll send him to the hospital here and call us."
Kate nodded, then hugged me tightly.
"Also, Luke said something to me about–"
"The box." Kate finished for me.
"Yes.."
She stood up, grabbed my hand and brought me up to the attic.
I had never been to the attic.
"This is where he used to always come and practice his guitar. He turned it into his recording studio a couple years ago..." she said, as we climbed up the latter.
Once she was up, she turned on the light and helped me up.
It looked just like those fancy recording studios in Hollywood, only this one was better.
"Luke had everything planned out. He was going to marry you, then get a record deal and become big, so he could take care of you. He even thought ahead to where if anything happened to him, you could sell all his songs and demos to a record company and be set for life."
Tears started forming in my eyes.
"He even wrote songs upon songs that you could sing with his band." she continued.
I just stood there, tears falling down my face.
Kate walked over to me, then hugged me tight and went back down the latter, leaving me up here to take everything in.
"He planned ahead...just so he'd know I was taken care of, and so I'd be set for life even if he was gone.." I mumbled to myself, tears still falling down my face.
A couple weeks later, we had Luke's funeral.
Just the kind he always wanted.
The band and I played a couple songs, then we all laid our roses on his grave, and left.
A couple months later, on my eighteenth birthday, I found out I was two months pregnant, with Luke's baby.
What a birthday present.
Kate and I celebrated, then Luke's band mates came over and took me out for the night.
We all smiled, but inside we all still wanted to cry, we all still missed him dearly.
The next week, the band and I came up with a name for the band.
The Well Riders.
The following day, the band and I as their new lead singer and some what guitarist went to Hollywood, and found a record company that signed us.
They wanted us to start recording a new single the following week.
Since we only lived a couple hours away, we all decided to buy this huge apartment that was a couple miles from the recording studio.
After two months, we finally had our first record finished.
It had twenty songs, eighteen of which were ones Luke had recorded at home with the band.
The other two we wrote, and dedicated them to him.
Chris, Matt, Alex and Jake.
My four band mates, my four best friends.
Every time I had to go to the doctor, one of them would always come with me.
Almost every week, we'd go back and see Luke and tell him everything that happened.
One day, after we told him the events of the day, I walked off to find my parents graves, but just as I was walking off I heard the guys all promise Luke something.
"Luke, we promise to take good care of Kiri she'll never be alone, she'll never have to worry because all four of us will always be there for her."
Tears fell down my face as I continued to walk, I smiled as their words sunk in.
I finally found my parents graves, and laid two wild flowers I had picked on them.
"Mom, Dad. I miss you." I whispered, then I stood up and walked back to the guys.
Two more months passed, the record hit silver, I found out I'm having twins. A boy and a girl.
Day after day, we record more of the songs Luke left for me.
We've almost got another albums worth of songs recorded.
After another two months, I have the babies.
All the guys were there for me the whole time.
I decided to name the girl, Lace Juliet Patterson, and the boy Luke Alexander Patterson.
Another couple months pass, all the guys are helping with Lace and Luke.
I still will never forget you baby.
I promise I won't, my memories may fade a bit.
But seeing baby Luke and Lace every day reminds me of you.
Luke looks just like you. And Lace more like me.
We all miss you, and love you.
Everything's never been better, the guys are always here for me as they promised, and I'm never alone on anything.
I wish you were here, but of course you're always in my heart, as well as all of ours.
I love you.