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Post by Jeremy Gilbert on Oct 3, 2014 14:59:20 GMT -6
Jeremy stood by the memorial stump he created in the cemetery. He had placed a framed photo of him, matt, bonnie and elena on top of it and a candle. The main reason being is that there was no body for him to visit and talk to, which usually helps to heal. So that was all he had.
You're not much of anything anymore.
He kept thinking about what Matt said earlier. The words kind of stung. He was hurting. But he was too stubborn to show it. He didn't know how to move on. He couldn't. The girls, the alcohol... It was all ways to help keep his mind off of her, but he never stopped loving her. He was on a train track to reckage. And he refused to let anyone in and change his way of living.
He took a sip of the beer he was currently consuming and stared blankly at the photo, why did everyone he love have to die? Would he have to stop loving people in order for them to stick around? How would that be possible.. He shook his head absentmindedly, chucking the bottle behind him and heard it thump then clink against a tree. Sighing, he slunk to the ground, leaning against the stump with his head in his hands. The silence took over, and he felt a tear fall down his cheek. "I am nothing without you Bonnie. I am so sorry." closing his eyes, he leant his head against the stump and breathed in. "Just come back..." he whispered into the darkness. He didn't know if she could hear him but he wanted her too. He had no one. He was alone once again.