"And remember treacle, I'm so proud of you. I always have been and I always will. I don't know what happens after death, but somehow, I'll be nearby; when I can, I'll guide you. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect daughter. The last thing I ask, is that you fight your sadness, and you laugh and smile, doing the things you love most. I love you." Dad murmured, giving in to his fluttering eyes.
All I could choke out was that I loved him too. And then he was gone.
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*3 Weeks later.*
Since Dad's funeral just over a week ago, I'd been doing well, considering the circumstances. Me and Josh had done just as he asked, and done the things we loved.
Picnics, movies, laser games, and an endless list of other childish activities. Needless to say, me and Josh had grown much closer, and I couldn't be more grateful for it. Without him, I don't know where I'd be.
After our umpteenth time on the swings, we set off hand-in-hand, dragging our suitcases behind us.
"You told me I could drive this time!" Josh pouted. Gosh, he was adorable.
I giggled, throwing him the keys, in which he caught with ease. With the car loaded up, we heading West to the airport.
"So in love that we acted insane!" I bellowed, mimicing Taylor Swift.
"Indeed we did my love." Josh replied softly, admiration in his voice. I leaned over, pecking him on the cheek.
"Babe, I need to pee, please can we stop at the services. Maybe even grab some food." I asked.
"God, what is with you at the moment?" He chuckled. He was so mean to me.
Anyhow, Josh pulled in at the next junction, and I as good as skipped to the bathroom, in more than a rush.
When I came out, Josh was holding a beef burger and a strawberry milkshake, clearly for me.
"Oh I do love you." I smiled.
"And I love you too." He leaded the way to the car.
Now, I remember the next few minutes oh-so clearly - I don't think I could ever forget.
The tires screeching, the flames, the screams, and the blood. My god, there was so much blood. And in that moment of chaos, I risked losing my whole world.
With the sound of sirens and panics of near passersby's, who were commuting to work, or walking their dog, I happily let the dizziness I felt engulf me into darkness. I didn't want to be around to find out the destiny of my one true love, because if he didn't make it, I sure as hell hoped I didn't.
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