Hey guys! Okay, I deleted When Blue Meets Blue because it just wasn't working for me. So I'm really REALLY sorry for people who liked. But if you don't feel a story, then you just don't. I'm going to try to do 3 FF at a time again and see how it works out.

This one is intense, real, and no fluff. I'm telling you...this is really...umm...I guess you can say harsh? So if you're looking for light, fluff romance, then this is NOT the story for you. I guess you can kinda say it's a jommy? Not really, but it's a really good story. I promise you.

This is based on a true story. One of my friend (who shall remain anonymous) went through everything in here, and I decided to post it as a story with her permission. Please give it a chance! I'm putting it as Teen, but some chapters will have a Mature rating if I feel it need be. So please R&R ok? Thanks!

It started 3 years ago. Everything was going perfectly fine. He was the best boyfriend/fiancé in the world. He loved me, I know he did. He didn't mean to hurt me like he did. I don't care what people say. I know that if he asked me to get back together with him right now, I would jump at the chance. People think I'm so stupid, but I learned that no matter how bad it gets, you stay with the one you love. And I loved him. I loved him more than anything in this world. If I lose him, I lose my life. I know nothing else of my life but me and him.

It's so hard to look at him in the hospital. All the different wires hooked up to him. He looks so hurt, so wounded, so helpless. Knowing that I'm the one that put him in there is hard to wrap around my mind. I can't cry in front of all them. They'll just say that I'm dumb and shouldn't cry over someone like him. They don't get it; they don't get how much I love him. Our love was and is true. No matter what they say it can't change how I feel. No matter what he did, I will love him forevermore.

It hurts so bad to see the man I love just laying there. He hasn't moved since we brought him. I feel a warm hand on my cool skin and I close my eyes as he kisses my cheek. His whisper sends chills up my spine. "It'll be ok," he tells me. Tears start to well up in my eyes. How can he say that when I know it'll never be ok again?

He touches my sides and I wince and hiss. He backs up a bit and took his hands off my ribs. "Sorry," he apologizes, "I forgot. I didn't mean to." I nod my head, forgiving him. "Are you ever going to talk?" he asks me. I haven't talked since that night. I put my head down and I can feel his eyes burn through me.

"He's not worth it," he tries to convince me. Oh, if he only knew how wrong he is. True love is always worth fighting for. I turn to him and the tears start to fall down my cold cheeks. He looks at me sadly and touches my cheek. I sign to him, "He'll always be worth it." He shakes his head in disapproval. He walks away to join the rest of them. The rest of the people who will never understand! Fine then, leave me like they all do. I'll just stay here, stuck in this spot, looking at him.

Again, it's really intense, but I hope you'll still read it and I hope all of you review with wonderful comments. Tell me how it is and if I should continue it..K? Thanks!