Goodbye..

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Ever

I was so in love with Damen, but obstacles had to get in our way and it made our relationship get ruined. I ended up getting pregnant with a baby boy that neither his parents nor my parents wanted. They thought I had made a mistake, but I didn't. I did it for love. Damen and I were so in love and we didn't even think about how it would harm our families, because we didn't think it would hurt us, because we were blinded by love that we didn't see the consequences of what we were doing. 


Damen's parents say that our baby will be a disgrace to the family, because it wouldn't be normal or like the rest. Damen and I don't care, though, because we already love him so much and we will make a good family. Nine months have passed by so fast.  Ever since we got to the hospital, I've seen Damen talking to the nurse and he's been acting weird. He's entered my room too many times in just one hour. I feel like something is going on, but they don't want to tell me. They don't have to tell me, though, I know what's going to happen, and it's nothing good at all. 


I read about it while at Damen's house once. If an immortal and mortal decided to be sexually active, they will have a baby born half mortal and half immortal, but there's a high risk that the mother or the baby could die at birth. I don't want anything to happen to the baby or me. Damen has already chosen the name. It's going to be Christofer Evans Nightingale, and he's already bought everything for the baby, and if I die I don't want to leave my baby alone. 


Damen was so excited and happy about the idea of being a real family, but this threatens that happy future Damen once pictured. Christofer and him will need me. I'm afraid that if anything bad happens to me, Damen will do something stupid and I don't want that to happen. Even though our parents don't accept our relationship, they will sooner or later have to and when they do, it will be too late.


Damen enters my room and starts saying "Oh, Ever it's all my fault. I should never have asked you to be my girlfriend.  I just ruined your life and tore your family apart. I'm sorry. I was just so in love with you. I couldn't find a way to get you out of my head. I've tried now, but it's too late and impossible."


He can't help it, and he starts crying. He walks towards my way and hugs me and as he does I hear myself telling him, "Just take care of Christofer and remember that I love you now and I'll love you always. Be happy and never forget me. Make our son the happiest child ever and don't let him down like your parents did with you. I love you always remember that-......."


Damen ~


Those were her last words. Ever, the mother of my first child has died. She wants me to take care of Christofer, but I can't do it on my own, so I decide to put him up for adoption. It's the best for him. Memories are the only things that I have left of Ever and our baby, but I rather have him with good parents than a depressed father that can't even support himself.


He was born last night, and he looks just like Ever and me: big aqua blue eyes, black hair, her lips, and the name that I chose, Christopher Evans Nightingale. Without her here, I can't live anymore. I feel weak and she died, taking the other half of my heart with her.


There's no one else in this world that will able to replace that other half of my heart. Ever and I were meant to be, but our differences caused tragedies and now I know that all I did was a mistake. I shouldn't live and because I love her, I want to go with her. So we can be together forever.


The only way that I can go with her is if I stop drinking the Blue Ecstasy. I know that Christofer will find another family and they will make him happy, but I need Ever by my side. We loved each other so much. I'm sorry for what I'm doing to Christofer, but once he grows up he will understand love. Right now, I just need my Ever. So, to get to her I will stop consuming the elixir, and I will slowly die until I'm up there with the other half of my heart, the missing part of me, Ever, Ever Nightingale. 

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