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Shattered Trust, Broken Hearts | Regina George

Y/N had always thought that she and Regina George were the perfect couple. They were the power duo at North Shore High, admired and envied by everyone. But everything changed one fateful day.

Gretchen Wieners, Regina's loyal follower, had accidentally spilled the beans to Cady Heron about Regina's secret affair with Shane Oman. Cady, being Y/N's good friend, felt obligated to tell her about it. "Regina is cheating on you with Shane," Cady had said, her voice trembling with nervousness.

Y/N had scoffed at first, not wanting to believe it. "That's ridiculous, Cady. Regina would never do that to me," she had said, brushing off Cady's concern.

But the seed of doubt had been planted, and Y/N couldn't shake off the nagging feeling in her gut. So, she decided to confront Regina directly. She knew that Regina and Shane often hung out in the janitor's closet, so she decided to look for her there.

When she opened the door, the sight that greeted her was like a punch to the gut. Regina and Shane, making out. "What the hell, Regina?!" Y/N shouted, tears welling up in her eyes. She turned around and ran out of the closet, her heart pounding in her chest.

Regina, hearing Y/N's voice, quickly pulled away from Shane and ran after her. "Y/N, wait!" she called out, but Y/N didn't stop. She was already outside the school, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

"W-why would you do this to me?! Wasn't I enough, Regina!?" Y/N shouted, her bottom lip quivering. Regina, looking genuinely remorseful, tried to explain. "You are enough, baby. I didn't know what I was thinking... I'm sorry."

But Y/N wasn't having any of it. "I'm done, Regina. It's over," she said, her voice full of finality.

It was a scene straight out of a nightmare. Just as Y/N was crossing the road, a school bus that was driving too fast hit her. The impact was so strong that Y/N was thrown a couple of feet away.

"Y/N!" Regina screamed, her voice echoing through the now silent street. She ran towards Y/N, her heart pounding in her chest. She fell to her knees next to Y/N, her hands shaking as she saw the blood pooling around Y/N's head.

Students started pouring out of the school, their faces pale as they saw the horrifying scene. The street was filled with cries and gasps of shock, but all Regina could hear was the deafening silence in her own head.

Y/N's body looked almost lifeless, her skin pale and her eyes closed. Regina reached out and gently touched Y/N's cheek, her tears falling on Y/N's face. "Stay with me, Y/N," she whispered, her voice choked with sobs. "You can't leave me like this."

But Y/N didn't respond. Her body was still, the only sign of life being the shallow rise and fall of her chest. Regina could only watch in horror, her mind filled with regret and guilt. If only she hadn't cheated on Y/N, if only she hadn't pushed her away... But it was too late now. All she could do was hope and pray that Y/N would be okay.

The ambulance arrived quickly, but every second felt like an eternity to Regina. Y/N's mother, Sharon Norbury, who also happened to be Cady's math teacher, had arrived at the scene and was now accompanying them to the hospital. She was crying uncontrollably, her hands clutching onto Regina's as if she was her lifeline.

Regina could only watch Sharon in silence, her own tears streaming down her face. She wanted to comfort Sharon, to tell her that everything would be okay, but the words wouldn't come out. She felt a heavy guilt weighing on her heart, knowing that she was partly responsible for what had happened.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctors rushed Y/N into the emergency room. Regina and Sharon were left waiting in the corridor, their hearts filled with dread. After what felt like hours, a doctor finally came out of the emergency room.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice filled with regret. "We did everything we could, but she was pronounced dead on arrival."

The world seemed to stop for a moment. Regina felt like the ground had been pulled from under her feet. She looked at Sharon, who had gone completely silent, her face pale. The reality of the situation was too much to bear. Y/N, the girl she had loved, the girl she had hurt, was now gone forever. And there was nothing Regina could do to bring her back.

The news of Y/N's tragic accident spread through North Shore High like wildfire. Whispers filled the hallways, tears stained the cheeks of students, and an air of melancholy hung over the school. Y/N's friends, Cady, Janis, and Damian, were hit especially hard by the news.

They sat together in the school courtyard, their usual lively banter replaced by somber silence. Their eyes were red and swollen from crying, their hearts heavy with grief. The loss of Y/N was a blow they hadn't been prepared for.

The topic of Regina George inevitably came up. "She's the reason Y/N was so upset that day," Janis said, her voice filled with bitterness. "If it wasn't for her, Y/N wouldn't have been in the path of that bus."

Cady and Damian exchanged glances. They knew Janis was right, but they also knew that Y/N wouldn't want them to blame Regina. "Y/N wouldn't want us to hold grudges," Cady said softly. "She would want us to remember the good times, not dwell on the bad."

Damian nodded in agreement. "Y/N would probably haunt us if we blamed Regina," he added, managing a weak smile. "You know how she hated drama."

And so, they decided to honor Y/N's memory in the best way they knew how - by remembering her as she was, not as the victim of a tragic accident. They shared stories of Y/N, laughed at their shared memories, and cried for their lost friend. And in their hearts, they forgave Regina, not because she deserved it, but because they knew it's what Y/N would have wanted.

After the heartbreaking funeral of Y/N, Regina found herself wandering aimlessly around the town. Every corner, every street, every shop reminded her of Y/N. They had shared so many memories in this small town, memories that were now tainted with guilt and regret.

As the sun began to set, Regina found herself standing in front of Sharon Norbury's house. She felt a lump in her throat as she raised her hand to knock on the door. She had something to confess, something that had been gnawing at her conscience ever since the tragic incident.

Sharon opened the door, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "Regina," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "What brings you here?"

Regina took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I have something to tell you, Sharon," she said, her voice shaky. "About me and Y/N."

Sharon's expression hardened slightly, but she stepped aside to let Regina in. They sat down in the living room, the silence between them heavy and uncomfortable.

Regina started from the beginning. She told Sharon about her affair with Shane Oman, about how she had lied to Y/N, about the argument they had had just before the accident. She confessed everything, her voice trembling with guilt and regret. "I hurt Y/N, Sharon," she said, tears streaming down her face. "And I think... I think that's why she was there, in the path of that bus. It's my fault she's gone."

Sharon was silent for a long time, her gaze distant. When she finally spoke, her voice was calm, but Regina could see the anger in her eyes. "Regina," she said, her voice cold. "What you did to Y/N was wrong. You betrayed her trust, you broke her heart. But," she paused, her gaze softening slightly. "It's not your fault that she's gone."

Regina looked at Sharon in surprise. She had been expecting Sharon to blame her, to hate her. But instead, Sharon was telling her not to blame herself. "But I--" Regina started, but Sharon cut her off.

"No, Regina. It was a tragic accident, and nothing you did or didn't do could have changed that. You need to forgive yourself, for Y/N's sake and for your own." Sharon's words were firm, but there was a softness in her eyes that told Regina she meant what she said.

Regina left Sharon's house that night with a heavy heart, but also with a glimmer of hope. She had a long way to go, but she was determined to make things right, to honor Y/N's memory, and to strive to be a better person, for Y/N and for herself.

A few months had passed since Y/N's untimely death, but the pain was still fresh for Regina. Every day, she found herself visiting Y/N's tombstone, sitting there for hours on end, talking to Y/N as if she was still there.

One afternoon, as the sun was setting, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, Regina found herself reminiscing about old times. "Do you remember when Karen flour bombed you?" she asked, a small smile playing on her lips as she recalled the memory. "You were so mad at her, but you couldn't stop laughing."

Regina's laughter echoed in the quiet graveyard, a stark contrast to the somber atmosphere. She knew she wouldn't get a response, but it felt good to talk to Y/N, to remember the happy times they had shared.

Her smile faded as she looked at Y/N's name etched on the tombstone. "I miss you, baby," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so, so sorry for what happened. I wish I could take it all back."

Tears streamed down her face as she traced Y/N's name with her fingers. She could still remember Y/N's smile, her laugh, the way her eyes lit up when she was excited. "I love you, Y/N," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "I will always love you."

And so, Regina sat there, under the setting sun, talking to Y/N, laughing, crying, remembering. It was her way of coping, her way of keeping Y/N's memory alive. And even though she knew she would never get a response, she found comfort in the silence, in the feeling that Y/N was still there, listening to her.