It had been a drunk driver. The police had shown up on the Beaumont’s porch about a half an hour after Reese had left to pick up dinner. When the doorbell rang, Vivian had assumed Reese had forgotten something. Dread filled her when she saw the grim faces of the officers. She felt as if she were in a nightmare when they explained how the car had broadsided Reese’s car. They told Vivian that at the speed the drunk driver had been driving, Reese would not have had time to react. He had been killed instantly, his car an indistinguishable, twisted pile of metal.
Once the officers left, Vivian wandered upstairs. She shuffled in to their bedroom, passing through to the attached bathroom. Without thinking, Vivian lifted one of Reese’s shirts out of the hamper. She placed it by her nose and inhaled his scent, so familiar and loved. She would never have his arms wrapped around her, or hear his voice again. Reese was lost to her. She let out a strangled scream as she sank to her knees. Vivian curled up on the floor, the cold tile against her cheek as she sobbed.
She didn’t know how long she’d been on the bathroom floor, but eventually Vivian got up. She couldn’t do it without Reese, she wouldn’t. Stumbling over to the sink, Vivian opened the medicine cabinet. She found the bottle of pain killers she’d been prescribed after the stabbing incident in New York as well as the sleeping pills she’d been prescribed after the incident with Rebecca.
Vivian filled the plastic cup by the sink with water before she opened both prescription bottles. The phone rang as she began taking the pills. She ignored it even as whoever was calling must have hung up and dialled again. Once all of the pills had been taken, Vivian stumbled back in to her and Reese’s bedroom. She laid down on Reese’s side of the bed, closing her eyes as she once again inhaled his scent. The phone consistently rang, its shrill sound dulled by Vivian’s drowsiness. She thought about Reese as the pills started working, her last conscious thought being that she would get to be with her beloved soon enough.
Vivian woke up to the sound of a machine beeping, her mouth as dry as the Sahara desert. Bleary eyed, she looked around, realizing that she was in the hospital. Tenley sat by her bed, eyes red from crying. When she noticed that Vivian was awake, she offered her a watery smile.
"You’re awake", Tenley observed, her voice cracking as she spoke.
"Why am I?" Vivian asked, her voice sounding scratchy as she spoke. "I should be dead. I should be with him again." Vivian broke down and sobbed, her heart breaking all over again.
Tenley sighed softly and shook her head. "Please don’t say that. Reese wouldn’t like that." She swallowed back a sob before continuing. "I tried calling you after I found out what happened to Reese. When I didn’t get an answer, I got worried so I went to your place. I found you on the bed. You were barely breathing. The doctors had to pump your stomach." Tenley stopped again and blew her nose. "I lost my brother today, Vivian, and I almost lost a sister, too."
Vivian tried to stop crying, her head, throat, and stomach killing her. "I don’t know how to go on, Tenley. I lost my heart today."
Tenley took Vivian’s hand in her own and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You just keep on breathing. Take it one moment at a time. Vivian… I love my brother too and losing him has been the hardest thing I’ve had to go through. I can’t lose you, too. You’re family now, and we need to get through this together.”
Vivian nodded slightly as she gently squeezed Tenley’s hand in return. She knew her sister-in-law was right, but she hurt so damn much right now. Reese was supposed to be her forever, and now he was gone. Things had gotten so good again between them, and it had all been taken away by a selfish bastard who got behind the wheel after having a few too man. “Did he… or she survive? The drunk driver, I mean.” She should have asked the officers when they had come to the house, but she had been far too shocked by their news to think of it.
Tenley shook her head, her mouth becoming a thin line before she answer. “No, the bastard was killed as well.”
“Good”, Vivian muttered, meaning it. Had the drunk driver survived, she probably would have hunted him down and killed him herself. He’d ended Reese’s life and it felt like hers as well with his selfish actions. Killing him would have been justice well served. Her eyelids drooped, the effect of whatever sedative they had to have given her Vivian groggily thought.
Tenley seemed to notice Vivian was falling asleep, so she stood up. “We’ll wait to have the wake and funeral until after you’re out of here. The doctors will want to keep you under evaluation to make sure you won’t try to harm yourself again. Get.. get some rest Vivian.” She kissed Vivian’s forehead before turning to leave.
“I will”, Vivian sleepily mumbled not sure if Tenley had left not or yet. She sighed softly, wondering if she was in the psych unit or if they’d observe her in one of the regular wards. Either way, she didn’t have the strength to try anything like that again. Besides, despite her heartbreak over losing Reese, she know saw that she couldn’t put her loved ones through another death. She’d have to survive this. She just had no clue how she’d do it. Sleep claimed Vivian pretty quickly, and the dreams of Reese came. Once she woke she’d have to deal with a reality where he was gone, but for now, she smiled in her sleep, once again reunited with the love of her life.
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Why did I make the - in the original?. I like it without the -’s. hmm.
I like the idea of the - separating words, but I prefer it without the -’s as well.
I am fucking livid right now. Passive aggressive post, and then delete? This is exactly what I fucking need on top of everything that’s going on irl. Thanks for that. Just… fucking thanks.
*twirls my tongue around yours, a soft moan escaping my mouth and going into yours as my arms wrap tightly around you, pulling you closer*
*tugs the privacy shade down to do a lot more than just kiss*