Last Autumn (ff): ✓ COMPLETED

EPILOGUE

Chapter 12

" Oh, Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much " - Taylor Swift

•××ו

BIBLE

It can't be.

Build-is dead? Fucking Bullshit.

" Why are you doing this?" My voice suddenly cracked, but at the same time it was also firm. For a mere joke, this is too much. I remember that Build told me how asshole his father could get, but I didn't truly expect that his terrible tactics would cross the boundaries. This-this is a joke!

" I do not expect you to believe me, but my intention was clear and obvious. I just want to give this book to you since all of my son's writing were meant about you"

" Why do you keep doing these things? Isn't it enough that you've already ruined your son's life? Why even claim him dead even though he's not?!" I couldn't find any spare solution on how to respect Build's father. This situation right now is making me terribly anxious. He's good at making some pointless stories.

" Look, it's up to you if you wouldn't believe me young man." He sighed, closing his eyes for a brief moment.
" I just wanted to give this book to you since my son loved you very much" And that's all he could ever say before handing me the book, leaving like nothing ever happened. As if the conversation between us didn't eventually exist.

I clenched my fist tightly as I yelled behind Build's father, " If you-you're really telling me the truth, then explain why Build was with me this whole freaking week?!" I tend to keep my tears hidden as I didn't want to confront Build's father showing my vulnerable state. I'm strong-and I'll be.

He stopped and I inhaled the suffocating air around my settings. It's too overwhelming to endure as my heart was slowly getting weak from the overrated information. " You see, I could tell that my son was also beside me whenever there's this day I needed his presence. It's not his physical appearance that would consult me, but the air surrounds my environment. I knew it was him. Although I do not have any ability to see him for one last time, he still spared me a sign that he was there for me all the time. "

He didn't stop his speech there, instead, he turned his back to me as tears eventually flooded on his freckled face. " Build was a good kid. My mistake was, I've never been a good parent to him. And yet, he didn't leave by my side, rather your side"

" I guess destiny was truly cruel. Or is it me?" Yes. Some parents do not deserve their own child. And Build was one of those unlucky children.

" He-Build...H-how did he die?" Fuck, why am I even asking this question, even though I would exactly hurt myself multiple times?

" When the Bus crashed. I received a call from the hospital, but just when I was about to touch his hand, he stopped breathing, right in front of my sight"

Bus crash?

" When was it?" I questioned, confirming something that I eventually prayed it wasn't that day.

" Last week, where he and I had a fight on the phone, and he just hung up in me in no time"

Oh god.

" I can't do anything to change the past, but If God would allow me to make up my mistakes, maybe I would cherish those opportunity for eternity " After that, he proceeded to leave as the footsteps were slowly fading, leaving my dumbfounded physique standing helplessly on my front door.

Indeed destiny was cruel.

My tears began to flow swiftly on my pristine face, realizing that all those moments together with Build were all filled with fabricated lies. That day when he confronted me with his endearing smiles, it was genuine but some of it was apparently forced. Fuck, how couldn't I even noticed?