Waiting for Superman

Epilogue

Noah's POV:

I haven't been able to get rid of this pain in my chest, since Bre took her own life. Her mom gave me her journals and I have been reading them while sobbing. Her journals explained what her letter couldn't. She was in terrible pain since she started going to school, she would put up an act when she was with me so I wouldn't suspect anything. She didn't want me to think of her any different, and I understand.

Apparently I had cried myself to sleep, I could see Breanna standing in front of me, her eyes as bright as ever, her smile bigger than ever before, she was happy. I ran into her embrace, not wanting to let go. She was wearing a beautiful flowy, white dress. She also had one thing she had never had before, Angel wings. I kissed the living daylights out of her, and she kissed me right back. I looked down to see I was wearing a white suit now.

"Let's go" Breanna said motioning to the light behind her. I could see my father in the distance smiling at me. He was with an unrecognized man. I smiled and grabbed Bre's hand, letting her drag me forward. I embraced my father, and looked at the man next to him.

"Noah, I want you to meet my father David." Bre says. Her father pulled me into a hug.

"I'm glad to finally meet the man who made my daughter so happy." He says. We continued chatting as we walked into the light.

Anonymous POV:

Just a week after Breanna's Funeral, Noah passed away of a Broken heart. I guess you could say that they were both happier dead than alive, though they were thankful they lived and met each other. Breanna and Noah, had an eternal love that even death couldn't keep them apart.

Some might say that it was an accident that Breanna and Noah ran into eachother at Starbucks that day, or some might believe that it was all written in the stars. I'll leave that up to you to decide.