39. Autobiography

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A MONTH AFTER THE BURIAL.

"You sure you wanna do this today?" His voice asks and I nod slightly.

"Yeah,I mean we gotta take her stuff out one day. I'll take the important ones to my apartment" I reply hugging my hoodie

He nods and hugs me from behind.

Justin kisses my cheek and I chuckle a bit.

I begin to clear her room.

I have been postponing this for the past one month.

I didn't have the energy to do it.

But, it'll be selfish to just keep her stuff here. This isn't even our house.

Amanda might have guests over,and it won't be right for them to see mom's things.

I remove the bedsheets when my hand touches something that doesn't fit to be on a bed.

A book?

A little book.

The title says
JESSY! MY ONE AND ONLY BABY ✨

I sit on the bed as a tear trickles from my eye.

This is what I was avoiding.

I didn't want to cry. Not now.

When I had you,I knew you were the one. Your giggle would always make your dad and I chuckle.
I was so lucky to have you(I still am though)

You then started to grow,and I loved your passion for making coffee.

When I woke up,a cup of coffee would await me on my dresser.

You went through middle school,and your dad started acting like a jerk.

He got all worked up because the bills were becoming too high and he started having issues at work,so he took it all out on me.

I made sure to protect you from him,but turns out he was too strong. tsk.

I watched you grow into a beautiful woman with your beautiful bodyyy. You go girl!

You became so hardworking,and I started feeling bad that you were doing all the work because your father wouldn't let me work.

Ahh,I'm getting too emotional now,lemme cut this damn story short!

Then that jerk broke you. Damn, I was broken too just seeing you that broken.

He robbed me,and left me with so many bruises.

Ughhh,I felt so sad seeing you try to drink your way out of your dark thoughts.

I promise you,when I die,I'll haunt him.

Theeen,

I became cancerous and partially unable to do anything.

It sucked so much because I couldn't do anything except from swallow food,talk,sleep and so on.

And then you met that Prince Charming,who I'm a hundred and ten percent sure he's with you whilst you read this.

Justin is just an Angel!!

I love how you smile when you look at him.

And,damnnnn,I love his food.

Jesus! That guy was born with a spatula in his hand and an apron around his waist.

I'm so happy you have him,so so happy.

As you read this,I hope you're smiling.

Tell Amanda how much I love her.

Tell her she's precious and tell her she's so cute with her glasses on.

And her mom!

I want her to know that she's the best mom for Amanda,tell her she's aging well..

It's taking every willpower in me to write this because I'm so weak because of this stupid cancer.

This is the last day of me writing this(I started four days ago).

When I die,I want you to stay strong. I want you to know I'll always watch you from above.

I'm sorry,but I'll obviously have to go a few days from now,and you'll probably cry(so would I).

I want you to know that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

I love you,but I have to go

I have to call Amanda to help me get some glue to bind these papers together.

Ughh.

My chest hurts, it's time for bed now

Bye. And when you see this, don't cry

And don't forget that the eyes are the mirror of the soul,and yours have shown nothing but love❤️

Goodbye Jessy.

I don't even get to close the book when Justin's lips meet mine.
"Shit, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry" he pleas during the kiss

"I'm trying not to" I whisper

"You've cried up to a million times since last month,and I can't watch another tear fall from those precious eyes" he whispers.

We pull away and he's smiling at me, brushing his fingers along my cheeks.

"I know she's happy" he assures

"Yeah,I guess" I reply

"Plus, that's the best autobiography I've ever read!"

Thanks for reading guys.

Next chapter is the last one.
Hope you didn't cry during this chapter? *sniffles*

Love: Melanin3000💜💙


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