Hold Me Tight

Gerard sat outside of Dinah's hospital room. He was shaking all over and rubbing his hands all over his face trying to stop the tears, only succeeding in making his face more red. Dinah was gone. And she didn't go peacefully like she wanted to. Her departure was full of pain. What was he going to tell Bandit? Oh I didn't let your Mom kill herself because I'm a selfish bastard. I made her go through all the pain.

"Mr Way?" A nurse asked, quietly, dragging Gerard away from his thoughts. "Dinah shes...well-" Gerard stopped her by putting up his hand; He already new what she was going to say.

"Can I see her?"

After the nurse had given Gerard her approval he entered the room which was now void from life. He saw her lifeless form laying there, one hand against her forehead and the other by her side. He then walked over to her slowly and brushed the hair out of her face. Her skin was even paler than before but death had not conquered her yet.

"I'm so sorry baby." Gerard cried sitting next to his immobile wife. "Its all my fault." He continued, pulling her icy body closer to his.

After a few minuets Gerard sniffed hard and tried to compose his self. "Dinah, whats the worst that I could say? That things would be better if you'd stayed? Well they would be wouldn't they? Bandit would have a Mom and I and I-" He broke off staring at her closed eyes. His eyes looked their last he gave his last embrace and gave her one last righteous kiss. He got up and wiped his face roughly.

"Goodbye Dinah, so long and goodnight."

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