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Here Comes Goodbye

By Lee_Strach

Other / Drama

My Love, Max

(Song lyrics from Here Comes Goodbye, Rascal Flatts)
I remember that weekend like it was yesterday. Maybe that's because time is meaningless without her. Or maybe it's because I relive every detail in my head like a broken record. I'm sure you want to know what I'm talking about, so let me start from the beginning.
After the fall of Itex, our parents showed up. The parents we've wanted to know for our whole lives; the parents that we no longer needed.

Iggy refused to make the same mistake of going with his parents. The Gasman and Angel spit in their parent's faces, before announcing that Max was their one true mother. She was all they would ever need. She was all any one of us would ever need, for that matter.

Nudge hesitated. She wanted so badly to live a normal life and at age 13 her chances where slipping by. But she thought she had a duty to stay by Max's side until the end. Finally, after much reassurance from everyone, she left to be with her biological family.

Me; I never wanted to go. I wanted to stay by my girlfriend's side and be the fatherly figure of the flock minus Nudge. Believe it or not, it was actually Max who pushed me to leave with my mom. She said that no matter how badly it hurt her to see me leave, it would hurt worse to see me give up an opportunity this great. I mean, my mom was rich! But still, I declined. Finally, she convinced me to leave. It was the 2nd hardest day of my life. Only talking the Max, Iggy, Gazzy and Angel once a day. Speaking to Nudge less frequently than that. Not to mention the fact that my mom lived in Washington D.C. It would take a few days to get from Arizona to D.C. and vice versa.

But I still went. Max and I kept contact by phone, internet, anything available. She gave me updates on what was going on in her life, in Nudge's. Long distance relationships usually don't work out, so the 3rd hardest day of my life was when I had to tell Max that the dating thing wasn't working out. I still loved her, she still loved me, but it just wasn't working. Luckily, we still remained best friends with little effort.

Then, there was the day that Max phoned and said that she, Iggy, Gazzy and Angel were going on a small, one week vacation. She said that we wouldn't be in touch for that time. That was fine with me, though it torn me up inside; not only going a week without speaking with her, but also that she was hiding something from me, of all people.

Exactly one week later, she called again and asked with her voice thick with long ago fallen tears, if she could stay with me for the weekend. I accepted without a second thought. I had plenty of rooms for everyone; after my mom died a year or two back, she left her mansion to me when I turned 18. Low and behold, I am now the owner of a very empty mansion that is far too big for one lonely bird kid.

I can hear the truck tires coming up the gravel road. And it's not like her to drive that slow, nothing's on the radio. Footsteps on the front porch, I hear my doorbell. She usually comes right in, now I can tell

Within the next two days, I heard tires coming up the old dirt road leading to my estate. She normally would have flown, and I'm wondering if she came alone or not. Her driving is slow; I make my way to the bottom of the stair well before she even pulls all the way into my driveway. Her footsteps lead up to my mansion, and I patiently wait to hear the doorbell. But instead she comes right in and wraps her arms around me. Her voice is muffled by my black shirt, and I can just barely make out her saying 'I've missed you so much'. I kiss the top of her head and ask if she drove all the way from Arizona. She laughed a forced, cheerful laugh and lifted her head from my chest. When her lips connected with mine it was pure heaven. Oh how I had missed her!

Here comes goodbye. Here comes the last time. Here comes the start of every sleepless night. The first of every tear I'm gonna cry

I was slightly shocked when I felt the tears rolling down her cheeks. Pulling away, I looked her in the eyes and asked what was wrong. She claimed that she had missed me so much, but something was off. As I ushered her into the kitchen, I felt a nagging voice in my head tell me that whatever she was hiding might be more than I could handle.

Here comes the pain. Here comes me wishing things had never changed. And she was right here in my arms tonight. But here comes goodbye

That night, things really heated up between us. It had been a long time since I had last been with her, and again I was in pure heaven. She was asleep in my arms, and I removed the hair from her face, loving the way it felt between my fingers. Kissing the back of her neck, I found something startling enough to make my knees grow weak. There, on the back of her neck, as a date. Her expiration date, which marked her to expire the following day.

I can hear her say "I love you" like it was yesterday. And I can see it written on her face that she had never felt this way. One day I thought I'd see her with her daddy by her side. And violins would play Here Comes The Bride

In her sleep, she mumbled to me, I Love You. My heart squeezed painfully as I thought about how badly I wanted her to say those words. I thought about how madly in love I was with her, how I dreamed of getting married and seeing her shining face first thing in the morning, every morning.

But here comes goodbye. Here comes the last time. Here comes the start of every sleepless night. The first of every tear I'm gonna cry

My eyes watered as I looked at her, peacefully sleeping without a worry. I didn't want to wake her, so I scrambled to the bathroom and sat on the cold linoleum. Taking a few shuttering breaths, I willed myself not to cry.

Here comes the pain. Here comes me wishing things had never changed. And she was right here in my arms tonight. But here comes goodbye

I sat there all night, afraid of seeing her face or listening to her snore. As sunlight shone through the window, I made my way down to the kitchen. I heard her come down the stairs, I felt her sit down beside me and slurp the coffee placed in front of her. I watched her carefully, not wanting to forget her at this moment in time. She looked up after a minute, and asked me what my problem was. I could have beat around the bush, but that's not my style. I told her that I had seen the expiration date, I watched as her face changed from shock, to horror, to shear embarrassment.

Why's it have to go from good to gone?Before the lights turn on. Yeah, and you're left alone. Oh! But here comes goodbye! Oh!

She opened her mouth to yell, she shut it to cry. Her body was racked with sobs, and I was the one to hold her. Soon I would be left alone. Goodbye was coming, and it was unavoidable.

Here comes goodbye. Here comes the last time. Here comes the start of every sleepless night. The first of every tear I'm gonna cry

I felt her body grow weak under mine, her sobs lessened. I thought about me sleepless night, the tears I tried so hard not to shed. But they were there, and I cried along with her.

Here comes the pain. Here comes me wishing things had never changed. And she was right here in my arms tonight. But here comes goodbye, ooh

Her last words rang in my head then, and they still do today. "Goodbye, I love you." She choked those 4 words out just as she died in my arms. Goodbye had come and gone, it had taken Max. My Max. That was the hardest day of my life.

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