“this is not what was intended”
request: Could you do a bo x reader where they're fighting in the car and get in an accident?
Warnings: Car Crash, character death.
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this”
You said looking at your sister, your eyes collecting tears. You looked down onto the floor and tried to hide any bit of emotion, even though you were feeling them all. Anger, Pain, Upset.
“Nothing was supposed to turn out like this, Y/N”
You’re sister said standing up while dusting off her dress, leaving you alone, staring at all the empty chairs.
“God Damn it Bo! You can’t just say what you want without consulting me!”
You yelled at your boyfriend as he drove you home from his comedy show, where he thought making jokes about you would be downright hilarious. It’s not that you didn’t want him making jokes about you, it’s that he didn’t tell you he was going to, and it’s embarassing to be picked out of the crowd the way you were.
“So I have to fucking consult you when I want to make a joke.”
Bo said, taking his eyes off the road to glare at you.
“Sorry since when did you control my carreer? because I’m pretty sure I got here without you”
He proceeded to mutter something under his breath.
“Keep your eyes on the road jackass”
You said, turning away from him and crossing your arms while sitting in the passengers seat.
And when he said that, you broke. That one tear finally let itself go, it’s not like you’ve never had the F-word said to you in a rude way before, but the way Bo says it, has so much meaning, so much hurt behind it you can’t help but break down, that was why Bo always won the fights, not this time though.
You snapped back, it was the only thing you could think of at the moment, you knew later you would probably think of a better comeback.
“Your mom is probably wondering where we are right now.”
You said, considering the fact you were staying at his moms so that you could be closer to his comedy gig.
and then it happened, the screech of the tires, the shards of glass flying everywhere, and Bo’s body, his chest over the steering wheel and his head by the windshield.
You felt your head and there was blood over the airbag, you turned to Bo and noticed that his airbag hadn’t gone off, that his unconsicious body was just lying there, you started to panic and call for help, you weren’t sure what position you were in at all. You tried and feel for a pulse on Bo, and nothing, it was scary, to not feel anything... You didn’t think it would be, but it was. You started crying, but what good was that doing, you tried everything, then the cops showed up with an ambulance.
You were in the hospital and Bo’s pulse was barely there, there was really no hope and you knew it, but for some reason, you just kept thinking
“Maybe, maybe it’ll be a miracle.”
That was the thing, you didn’t believe in miracles, you thought that things just happened the way they did, and that was it. Then it happened, the most horrible thing happened.
Instantly your eyes began to fill up with tears, everything went blank as you watched the doctors try everything they could, and then they stopped.
“Time of death 12:43 a.m”
You broke, you weren’t balling, you weren’t asking why.
You fell to your knees and felt like you couldn’t breath, nothing felt right in the world, maybe if you weren’t such a bitch, if the last thing he said to you wasn’t “Fuck You.” maybe if miracles were real.
Still sitting in the funeral home, you thought about everything that had happened, there was nothing you wanted more than to be with Bo right now, even if the two of you were fighting, even if he was making jokes about you on stage. You started to walk closer to his casket, it was closed, god knows how he looked after the crash. You let your fingertips slide against the wood, as you rested your elbows on it as if it was the table in your dining room and Bo was standing next to you, you decided to have one last talk with him.
“Hey Bo, this wasn’t supposed to be like this, I know, I’ve said that a lot, I don’t know if heaven or god is real but in your case I kind of hope it is, because I have nothing if you can’t hear me right now.” You were now choking back tears, breathing was hard and you could barely talk. “I need you to know that I love you, and I hope you loved me too. This is supposed to hurt, thats what you told me whenever I would cry, and I know that crying doesn’t get people anywhere but sometimes it helps.” You were just rambling at this point. “I know that you are not listening, but I’d like to think you are, I lov-”
“Yeah Mom, everythings fine, I’m ready to go now”
and with that you left, going to the burial of the man who you took for granted.
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