Last chapter guys! Enjoy:
Noah’s POV:
I am driving to Breanna’s house right now. It has been two months since our picnic date, and she has slowly been drifting away from me. The bullying at school has gotten so much worse, they are just jealous that she is perfect and they are messed. No one knows why we were gone, and rumors were still floating around.
I was going to surprise Bre with a movie date, I brought some flowers and chocolate. The drive wasn’t long maybe 10 minutes. I walked up to the door and knocked. No one answered, so I pulled out the extra key from under the doormat. I walked into the house, her mom had just left from the smell of coffee still lingering. I set the flowers in a vase that was sitting on the kitchen counter. I walked up stairs and knocked on Bre’s bedroom door she must still be sleeping. I opened her bedroom door to a sight i did not want to see. Her blood covered the sheets, and her lifeless body lying there. I made my way over to her, she looked as beautiful as ever. There was a pile of letters next to her bed. I sorted through them until I found mine. Her neat handwriting wrote my name in a beautiful script.
My dearest Noah,
I love you so much, I just hope you know that. You showed me what it was like to be in love again. You were my superman and saved me from myself. I was suicidal when I met you, and well you saved me. The hate I’ve been getting, for no reason in these past few months took it’s toll on me. You couldn’t have saved me anyway. In these past few weeks I found out something I couldn’t have ever seen coming. I have/had a brain tumor, and I would rather die at my own hands, then at the hands of cancer. I had three weeks to live, and well this is my third week. I’m sorry but I couldn’t bear to tell you, to see the pain on you face. I can’t imagine how you feel now, but just know I am in a better place. My head has hurt so much these past few days, and I can barely open my eyes without the sunlight burning my eyes. I had to take multiple painkillers just to write these letters. Yours is the last one for me to write, and I’ll tell you right now I’m bawling my eyes out. I am so sorry, but I need you to move on. You have to go live your life, without me now. I’ll always be watching over you. You are the love of my life and you always will be. You’re my Prince Charming, and I love you.
Forever and Always,
Breanna
I was bawling right now, a pile of sobbs on the floor. I stood up, and made my way over to Breanna. I caressed her face, pressing my lips to hers for the last time. She was in one of my t-shirts, her wrists slit up the middle. I felt bad that she felt she had to end her own life. I had a few phone calls to make, Bre’s mother, Kayla, my mother, and a few others.
Her funeral service was beautiful, just like her. I miss her so much, just being able to see her eyes shine like they used to, or her smile that lit up the room. I needed her, and she wasn’t here. She was in a better place.
The End
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Author's Note:
That's it! This story has come to a close. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Did I suprise you all with the ending?
I love you all so much!! It means so much to know people actually read my stories. Follow me if you haven't already to keep up on all of my writing.
I will post the epilogue soon!
I love you all so so much!
-Breanna
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