Disclaimer...

I'm here again with another shortie. I just discovered the song Last Kiss from Pearl Jam, yes, I'm that pathetic :lol: . So it filled me with the enough sadness to write this shortie.

I don't own Elijah, sadly but one day I promise I will, somehow, or maybe in my dreams.. I do own Camilla, she is my own character and I invented her out from scratch, except for the tibits that come from my real personality. I don't own any other famous person named here. Or the song... Like I said it's from Pearl Jam :D
Don't copy anything, because if I find that you did it (even if I'm not sure you'd like to) I'll hunter you and :matrix:... well, let's say that I won't like it.

Here it is! Be nice with me and post some replies because I'm a replies whoree :P

This is PG13 by the way :D

Last Kiss


Oh where, oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven, so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

My eyes wander around the place. The black and the white took over the coloring of the room where I was siting down. I was trying to recognize something, but for me, the only I could see was the shadows of people walking around me. The sounds of their voices even if I didn’t understand a thing that they said.

The kept coming to me, saying the same words like a broken cassette, but they’d never understand how my mind is working right now. A troubled mind that remembers t the past and barely see the things around it, except for Her. But I can’t see Her. She is in another place and even if I know that She is with me. I can’t see Her, just feel Her, like an Angel surrouding me, feeding me; missing me.

We’ve been me together for 2 years. Even if I said that I’d not get married young, when I met her I decided the opposite. I didn’t want to get married before because I didn’t know Her. But now that i was by Her side, everything came into order so I wasn’t surprised when I asked Her to be with me for the rest of our lives.

Viggo organized us an engaded party with all the fellowship included. I was pretty excited about it. Even if Camilla already met them, I wanted them to see Her in another way: Now She is going to be my wife and my love, for the rest of my life.

We decided to drive from Los Angeles towards Colorado. I knew it was far, but spending these minutes with Camila before I had to leave her again towards a movie was the best idea, and what we really needed.

After a few hours driving, the sky became all gray and the rain started falling to our heads. The crystal was all covered with water, and a thunder sounded in the distance. Camilla as always, got excited with the idea of a thunderstorm. She loved thunderstorms. Putting a cd on the cd player Cam started singing Her favorite song ever: Angel by Pearl Jam. She bought the cd with all their hits and we’ve been listening to it for a complete week, without stop.

“Like an angel... fly over your house.. Like and angel ... pass out wishes”

She sang so badly that it was funny.. Just plain funny to watch Her this excited singing one of Her favorites songs. The other was Last Kiss. She once told me that She wanted it to be played on her funeral. I called Her silly, but She was so serious that I just had to agree. I asked Her why, and She told me that She wanted me to feel that way if She ever go away. I obviously told her that it wouldn’t be that way..

In front of us, as I sang along with Her the song my Angel, I saw that it was a car stalled. A blue car, the engine was dead, I suppose, and there was some smoke coming from the motor. I felt pity for them. It was raining and to be stuck in the road wasn’t the best idea ever. At least not in the middle of the road.

“Just pass it by.”

She said as She kept dancing around with the notes of the music. I smiled and passed it by. But for my surprise a car was coming into our direction. I got scared I tried to swerved to the right, my car didn’t respond to my orders. We kept turning around until the car stopped with the most awful sound I ever heard. Camilla screamed in agony as the car hit in Her side with the vehicule that was stalled.

The windows crashed, my head crashed with the window in front of me. The pain filled me up and I was left in a dark place.

I didn’t woke up until some minutes after. The raindrops fell in my face through the broken glass. The blood mixed with water filled my mouth. My head hurt. I lasted some seconds until I realized where I was. Turning to my right I see Camilla, with Her brunnette hair messed up and sticked to Her face with Her blood. Her own blood. She slowly opened the eyes, I’ll never forget how they looked like: Her hazel eyes plead towards me, they screamed to me all the pain She was feeling and how scared She was. But She never told me that, She just smiled at me and hold my hand.

People surrounded us. But I ignored them, they already called the 911 and right now I was going to see my baby, and nothing else. She rested Her head, painfully slow, in the seat. I lifted Her fair face and She smiled.

“Just hold me baby. Don’t leave me Elijah”

I swore and cried that I wasn’t going to leave Her. I told Her and prayed for Her to be with me. She just smiled and nodded. I know you won’t. She said, and smiled to me again. Letting out a painful sigh She whispered to me that She felt really tired.

“Don’t sleep Cam, they’re coming to us”

“Elijah, kiss me”

She just said and I kissed Her, She was always this demanding and I smiled. After the kiss, She just rested Her head in the seat and closed Her eyes, silently she let go Her last breath and died, with my arms still surrounding Her, with my blood mixing with Her blood, with the sky crying sweet tears and my world falling apart.

Three days ago I lost Her. And I still can see Her face smiling at me. I know She is there, and that She is not dead but alive. That’s the only thought that can get me out of the hole I’ve been digging.

She is in the room next door. The candles surrounded like an angel. The whole world knows that She is gone, and everytime they remember me that I lost Her.

I’m left without tears. I’ve cried for so long. I’ve talked for so much that I don’t want to talk anymore, neither to eat or to sleep if She is not next to me. People surround me but the only face I can see, it’s Hers.

They’re going to take her outside. They want to bury Her. I can’t stop them, She isn’t there. She is here, with me.

The notes of Her started. My heart ached with the memory of her dancing, or laughing, or making love to me. My eyes cried as I remember that She was going to be my wife, and that now She’s too far away from me.

I started singing quietly, as everyone else stood up and walked outside; tears filling up their eyes, and sorrow in their hearts. I just said the words She’d like to hear...

“Oh Where oh where can my baby be?...”

Oh where, oh where can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me.
She's gone to heaven, so I've got to be good,
So I can see my baby when I leave this world.

:cry2: :cry: That was so sad yet so moving. It was amazing and you made me cry reading it. I like that song too. Wonderful shortie. :yay:
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~Kit-Kat~

Oh, that was so sad! And I love that song. Really beautifully written, love!

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