Terminal Love

Funeral (epilogue)

A/N hey guys yall are gon be real mad at me for this one 

Allison's POV (Obviously)

"You sure you're okay to speak?" Alex whispered to me for what seemed like the thousandth time. Alex and I had become pretty close in the time between Bella's...her um and her funeral, the two of us staying up late and crying together on the phone or in person. This is actually the most composed I've been since she.... yeah.  

"I'm fine to speak, it's what she would've wanted anyway." even if I didn't wanna speak (which I don't) I don't have much of a choice. I didn't listen to what the dude speaking had to say because I zoned out, until Alex elbowed me. 

"Dude go" he hissed. 

I take a deep breath and wipe my hand on my pants nervously before standing up and wiping them again. I grab the folded piece of lined paper from my back pocket and took another breath.  As I approached the podium the reality of my situation set in. 

Then I open my mouth to speak "Hi" I wave awkwardly, my voice shaky.  "I'm uh.... I'm Allison." they know your name already dumbass. "Right so...um apparently Isabella wanted me to like write her eulogy so I uh I did it." 

I look to Alex who gives me a thumbs up and a slight smile. I unfold the paper and scan the text before I began reading, "Isabella rea, was even in the short amount of time I knew her, the best person I've had the privilege of meeting and like even breathing the same air. And she was the most lovable human ever." I pause to think 'is this really what Bella would have wanted me to read?' "Ya know what? Fuck this," I say ripping up the paper " I mean obviously Bella was all of those things, but she was also more, I mean she had an incredible sense of humor and was like the smartest person I've ever met, I mean like 40% of the time I was with her she was reading a book on physiology or something like that, I mean she was always reading. " I smile looking back on a memory. 

"Ya know you are such a nerd!" I shout throwing myself onto Bella's bed.

"I am not!" she retorted, thinking for a second before kissing me.

"Okay maybe you aren't a total nerd, just a small hint of nerdiness in there." I said pointing to her head. 

"Isabella made me laugh more than I ever have before. I used to think that love only existed in cheap rom-coms and the occasional perfect household where your parents don't hate each other, but, and this is going to sound really cheesy, but Isabella showed me that I was wrong, that you can find love even when you don't believe it exist, that a girl who is dying could still love. And I would like to say that I didn't want to do this and think that the main reason why is that I felt stupid for letting a dead girl hurt me." Here come the tears "That a dead girl is breaking my heart. That someone, who had full knowledge that she was going to die, and still let me fall for her. I think that these things have to be a certain length so I'm gonna wrap this up by saying that, love is like an illness, sometimes they're terminal bound to end or temporary has a time to start and a time to end, I think Isabella and I are the most perfect example of that because she was my Terminal Love we all have one, at least once in our lives some have them early some have them late but whatever time you have that love it hurts just about the same amount."  at this point my face is hot and I taste the salt of my tears. I spot Alex not too far Infront of me and he's in shambles. "And with that I will leave you with my made up on the spot, but still heartfelt, eulogy." I walk back to my seat hugging both Alex and Mr. Rae. 

After a few more people speak the coffin is moved out into the graveyard and lowered into the hole, now I'd be lying if I said that I didn't cry like a baby, so I won't say anything at all. I was the last person to leave, mostly because I felt the obligation to read Isabella the last of her book, the one she was reading in the hospital. 

When I finish the book I stand tears in my eyes, tie undone, hair messy and look down at the grave of my lover. I read the headstone one last time 'Isabella Madelyn Rea a daughter, lover, and friend "The stars are always meant to collide, much like everyone is meant to run into certain people in life and sometimes you collide with them, but after the all of the commotion of the stars colliding there is nothing..." 6-7-05 - 2-30-23'. And then I left, I walked away.....

END

A/N  I don't know where to begin in thanking each and every single one of you. I want to thank you for crying, yelling, and or being angry at and/or for my characters with me. This story honestly popped out or nowhere for me, but I am so happy it did because you (or me) would have never been able to experience these characters story's and lives. THANK YOU ❤️

- Jewel 

A/n to my A/n I will most likely not pursue the squeal I planned on but who knows because I like the idea of having this I ending and leaving what happens after up to interpretation and for you guys to figure out and have your own guesses but like a small part of me wants to give Allison a happy ending. (key word SMALL part of me) 

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU ILYSM AND YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE YOU GUYS XOXOXOXOXOXOXO