Gary's Angel . . . (Palletshipping 🤍)

Chapter 7 - My Angel

A/N: and this the last chapter of this story, thank you all for reading and the support it means a lot! 🤍🤍

i hope you like this bitter sweet ending. 🤍

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That same morning I called the ambulance hoping a miracle would happen but they told me it was too late
I called Delia that same morning telling her to come to my house and told her the news just like me she was devastated, and didn't take it well
the day was full of tears and sadness it was just so heavy on me I couldn't take it, I couldn't even eat or sleep
sleeping was torcher, I'd look over and Ash wasn't there lying by my side, the bed was just . . . empty

As much as I hated it, Delia and I received the stuff Ash had in his will which wasn't much really he basically made Delia and I the owners of the cafe, and he gave us proper shares of his savings
many people may be happy with the many money they get from their spouse passing away but it wasn't like that for me I never wanted Ash's money although it was a lot I didn't care for it all I wanted was him to be here

he just had a whole life ahead of him but it was just taken away from him

As the many days came by his funeral came around and the whole time I just had my head on his coffin looking at his face which looked so peaceful
I was there just wiping my tears and blowing my nose with many tissues
he even had his wedding ring on and from that day forward I vowed to myself to never stop wearing mine because our love didn't end, it was just life that ended our marriage

"you should go rest, and eat something you haven't ate all day" Delia said to me as she gave my back a slight rub at this point we were the only ones here
"I'm fine, I'm not hungry" I shook my head
"even if you're not, you still need to eat" she said once more
"I don't want to" I shook my head again
"Gary don't be stubborn" she sighed
"I'm not, I'm just not hungry, and I just don't want to leave him" I mumbled
"Gary, as much as his death hurts me, look at the bright side, he's not suffering anymore he won't experience anymore sicknesses" she murmured as I nodded it was true but it still hurt me
"I know but I just don't understand how someone with such a big heart could end up like this" I blew my nose
"come here" she sighed and smiled at me lightly as I went to her and hugged her she is honestly the only thing I have left of Ash

With the months passing I grew into a very bad depression
I would speed on the road hoping a car would hit me at least and make my car crush me to death or something once my many attempts didn't work, I got the idea to try to overdose on random pills and it almost worked because I remember falling unconscious and then waking up to the bright lights of the hospital and seeing Delia coming to me hugging me and crying
she had the key to my now house and she coincidentally came to visit when she saw me on the ground of my room
"where am I?" I said blinking
"in the hospital, thankfully the doctors were able to remove all those medications from your system" she smiled lightly
"Gary did you try to overdose on purpose?" she then asked me as I nodded my head
"I just don't want to be here, Ash is gone I have no pur–" my words then got cut off when she turned my head to look at her

"listen Gary, I lost Ash which was my one and only son and now I was at the bridge of losing you" she sobbed lightly
"Gary I may not have given birth to you, but you are still a son to me, you made Ash the happiest these last not only months but years of his life, I couldn't have asked for Ash to have had a better spouse than you" she continued her soft sobs as my eyes welled up with tears realizing I was being nothing more than selfish, I had only thought about myself and not how Delia felt
"I'm sorry" I sobbed as she just held me in her arms, sure my grandpa was always there for me after Ash's death but not as much since he had his own career and things to do that kinda made us lose contact at times