Write it on the skyline( Derek Hale)

Chapter 43

Derek's pov

I am sorry.

I am sorry Derek for not telling you and for leaving you all alone, I didn't expect things to go this way. For a minute or one portion of this journey, I had hope that I would make it but if you're reading this letter then I probably didn't. I did not want to tell you because I wanted the last few moments of my story to be a happy one, I didn't want you to worry about taking care of me or watch what you got to say around me, I wanted us to be normal, Without any worries. There was no way you could have fixed this problem... there was no way. So please don't blame yourself for anything. Please don't.

You remember that time when we went to the beach at night it was one of my favorite moments because it was just you and me. That was when I knew I would probably never love anyone else more than you. That was the time I dropped down every single guard I had up.

Then the day when you proposed made me the happiest person. After all, even though I would have to live with the fact that you can never put stuff back in its place, I was still happy because I get to yell at you. A pretty stupid reason but I wanted to yell at you for the rest of my life, so let me yell at you one last time. "Put stuff back in its place. Now!"

I will never get to see Allision, and she will never get to know how much I love her, nor would she get to know what it's like to be loved by both of her parents. So please Derek, whatever love you could not give me pass it down to her, never make her feel like she doesn't have a mother. Make every birthday she has memorable. Don't blame her for anything nothing was her fault. She was meant to be born. If you can tell her stories of us...of me. As much as I want her not to miss me, I also want her to know that I love her. One more thing the necklace that you gave me, the one I never took off. Take it off for me and give it to Allision I want her to have something of me. For you I left the greatest gift I could give, I left Allision for you.

Don't forget I love you to the moon and back.

Derek, for me you were like God's personal love letter and now that I read it, I have to go but I will pray in our next life the wait will be short and the meeting shall be long. I promise you I will be born full of life so I can be with you for a long time...I am just happy that I was able to love you in this life, I wish you would live a long and happy life.

Goodbye.

P.s There is a wooden box kept on the top of my cupboard every year give Allison one of those letters...I left it for her.

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I tilted my head towards the sky as drops of tears rolled down my face How could you leave me...HOW? my throat clenched as my heart was being hammered brutally by God when my perception of the world changed from sunshine and daisies to a world splashed violently with blood, where morals and values would be shadowed. My mind plummeted into an abyss filled with agony and sorrow as my heart penetrated deeper and deeper into darkness only to be pulled out by one single thought. I don't want to, Freya, I don't want to believe that you are dead, more so, how do you expect me to look after a person that took your life. you would have still been here if it wasn't for your stubbornness, you would have still been here, you could have still yelled at me, we could have been old together.

I don't want to take care of that thing, so I raced like lightning to the hospital avoiding every stop street and every red light. The minute I entered the hospital I was engulfed with a very familiar smell of hand sanitizer that hit my nostrils. I rushed towards the doctor who handled Freya.

"Can I see Freya?" he simply nodded and lead me to the place where they kept all the dead bodies. It was excruciating to see her honey tone skin turn into a pale cold blue shade. It was hard to see the life that left her eyes, her hair was now dry, and shine was lost, it was tearing my heart, I could not handle it. I dropped down to my knees and clutched onto the cube that she was kept in. it was hard to look at her like this, the tears were just pouring. I felt my heart stop working. How do you expect me to live, what am I supposed to do after this, how?

Please come back to me. Come back, please do some sort of miracle and come back. It was then the doctor patted me in the back and said "She's alive in your heart Derek that all that matters. Do you want to see your child"?

To which I nodded. I wanted to see what thing that took my wife's life looks like. Just before I could leave, I removed the necklace from her neck and held it in my hand.

I could hear baby cries echoing through the hallway which the doctor was leading me down. Finally, he stopped at the incubator and picked up a baby which was quiet it was not crying or screaming. It was like she knew what happened. Before I could even do anything, the doctor shoved her into my arms and left me all alone. I didn't know what to do so I stared back at it and realized she looks exactly like Freya; it was like every single molecule in her body was a duplicate of Freya. I could see Freya's face in her, so I put the necklace around her. It was kind of a relief to know that she was not completely gone. I guess it would not be that bad if I take care of her.

"I promise you Freya I will take care of her"

The end.