So I was trying to write a chapter for alternate ending but this is what came out...considering the next chapter of AE was meant to be fluffy and sweet, I'm not sure how this happened lol. Anyway this is a little rough around the edges, but I wanted to post it as it is, it's more raw this way. Let me know what you thought x

That kind of goodbye

Saying goodbye is hard, perhaps the hardest thing a person ever has to do. It takes strength and sometimes that person that leaves takes all your strength with them, leaving you helpless and struggling.

After the goodbye comes the pain. The pain of missing someone with your whole heart and soul leaves you feeling empty and your life meaningless. Missing someone feels like the world is against you, like fate couldn't leave you happy so took them away. When you miss someone, you are consumed by the thought of seeing them again, counting down the seconds until you can hold them in your arms and listen to their voice, their laugh.

But the worst kind of goodbyes are those that aren't planned, that are sudden and forever. The type of goodbye that leaves you begging you were gone too, just so that you could be with them. The kind of goodbye that has you on your knees praying to anyone or anything that will listen to bring them back to you, just so you can tell them you love them one last time.

That kind of goodbye, the kind where you feel like you are falling apart, that the world is spinning and there is nothing anchoring you to the ground, is the kind that makes people go crazy. It's the kind that can break a person, leaving them with nothing but bittersweet memories and an ache in their heart that never goes away.

That kind of goodbye is the type that leaves a lasting impression. It's the kind that throughout your life, when you meet new people, you fall in love, keeps them constantly on your mind, their sweet voice that feels like home echoing in your head. You wish they were here. Who cares about all the other great people when the one you want, the one your heart yearns for every single day, cannot be with you, never can be with you, except in your dreams.

That kind of goodbye is the type that evokes the most powerful reaction. That kind of goodbye causes fire to pump through your veins, never ceasing, never relenting for a second, totally focused on one goal, the one thing that has given your life meaning again: revenge. Revenge for the person that played fate and stole them away from you, before it was their time to go. Revenge that will make that person-that God damned person-who took away the only good thing in your life; the only thing that truly mattered; the one thing you never deserved, hurt like you do, burn like you do.

Someone once said "The loss of a friend is like that of a limb. Time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired." He was wrong. The loss of him is like the loss of light in this dark godforsaken world, it is the loss of anything good, anything pure. Love has gone with him. There is nothing that means anything anymore when he's gone.

I will avenge you James and it will be the last thing I do.

I will see you soon brother.