Story Of My Life

Epilogue

Honestly I had no idea that I would be doing the epilogue already. There will be a sequel, my peeps, don't you fret I just needed to wrap this book up and it's gonna be a great last chapter so be looking for a sequel, "Strong" is
what it's gonna be called.

More details will be coming later in one last authors note.

Im so sad I've gotten attached to this characters and all but sequels are usually better than the first 😉

Epilogue

I stand fixing my tie into place. Fixing my hair in the mirror that hangs in my room. Straightening the black suit and tying my shoes. Standing up I stare at the picture that's taped to my mirror. It's one of her holding my hand. It was before she got her haircut.

God this isn't happening, It can't be.

"Liam you ready?"

Looking over at Zayn, I see he's dressed in a black suit as well. Folding my speech into fourths and shoving it in my pocket.

"It's now or never."

Wiping a stray tear from my eye. I take one last look as I grab one of my jerseys from the bed. Folding it I place it over my arm. I'm gonna place it on her casket.

Shutting the front door and locking it putting the key in my pocket. Climbing into the front seat. My seatbelt clicks into place as Harry pulls out.

This can't be happening. The day she finally let go, it ruined me. The day Karen and Geoff went too far. It completely turned my world around. My days were full of joy and laughter, It holds lots of crying and screaming now. Mainly blaming myself for it happening. I should of fought harder; I should have.

"Liam we're here." Harry says as he hands pats my shoulder.

Simply I nodding I climb out, walking towards the service. Kicking rocks and walking around headstones.

Taking my seat near the front, the lads sit next to me. I really don't have any other family beside the boys. My aunts and uncles along with my cousins took Karen and Geoff's side.

"Now Liam is going to talk about her life."

Getting up I walk towards the small coffin. We never had a showing where I could say a proper goodbye. I didn't want to see her pale face and red lips along with her lifeless body.

Pulling out of the eulogy I wrote for her. Crumbling it up and shoving it in my pocket. Clearing my throat I begin.

"She doesn't deserve some already written paper. She deserves it from the heart and that's exactly what I'm going to do. She was the cheeriest, so full of emotion little lass I ever knew. She brought joy to everyone she met. She turned every bad situation into one that I would totally forget about because she would occupy my mind with her babbling."

Tears begin to pool out of my eyes and slowly sliding down my cheeks.

"She was too young. "S-she had a full life ahead of her. And they took it away from her, beaten senseless till she finally gave up."

My voice shakes as I gather what I'm going to say next.

"When I would leave on tours with my band she called everyday and skyped there wasn't a free moment that I wasn't talking to her." I croak out as memories come flying back of all the phone calls and Skype meetings we had. "I promised her that I would save her and she would be okay. Everything was suppose to be okay, she was suppose to be fine. I s-should of gotten there sooner. It's all about timing. Everything is about timing. Timing of our parents death, to Karen reappearing, to the court case. Everything became shortened for us."