Destined

Chapter 13

She's finally arrived at the house. Her car just parked in front of the garage. She looked nothing like the girl that I knew before Tim told me everything that he was planning to do. It was even a surprise for me why he chose me to look after his girl. I wasn't sane enough to be her guardian. I don't even get it why she needs looking after when she was already old enough to handle herself.

She's now getting out of the car to meet up with the agent which I assumed was Crista. She was dressed in pants and a shirt and some flat shoes. I guess she wasn't all dressed up for the move. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and some of it fell on the sides of her face. Her face had less make up or even close to none. In totality, she looked simple but not plain. Her beauty was radiant and it didn't need to be made up to be called beautiful.

I kept a safe distance from the house and was watching everything happen in my car. This wasn't what I had in mind. I didn't sign up for this if it hadn't been for the wish of Tim. It wasn't good to refuse the wishes of the dying; you had to honor it even if it pains you to do so. I was told a lot of times. It would have been easy for me to walk away since I bore no responsibility for this woman who was engaged to Tim before he died. But it seems I can't turn back the time anymore.

Turning the engine on to life, I drove away from the house of where I was going to stay for as long as I can. Apparently Tim made sure that I was in this for the long haul. He made sure that every kind of worry was taken care of before I started to meet my end of his promises.

I was behind the wheel yet I wasn't sure where I was really off to. I couldn't stand the chance to go back to New York but I knew that it was too risky. I didn't want to look back at the place that tore me to pieces.

As I drove the car away from the confines of the city, I decided to look for a space where I can think clearly. My mind was already starting to form doubts about what I was going to do now that I'm here getting ready to fulfill a promise for someone who I considered to be a family. I found a field not tIo far from Riverdale and decided to park there for a while.

The cool breeze of the late afternoon welcomed me as soon as I stepped out of the car. I brought along the envelope that Tim gave to me three years ago and in it was the request to look after his dearly beloved. I've read this letter a lot in the last couple of years and there was no sensible reason that I could think of on why he chose me to do this.

Unfolding the letter, I started to read it again.

"Brandon,

I know we've already talked about this and I know that you're trying to weigh your options. I assure you that if you do what I've asked you to do, all of your debts will be paid. No one will follow you anymore to ask for payments. My lawyers will look into the depths of your financial problems and help you solve them. You have my word on this. I'll do anything so that you can look after Calleigh. If you have decided to take care of her in my place, bring this letter with you when you see her after three years. I am giving her full ownership of the house that I bought for the both of us and with that, I'm giving you a key to the house as well. By the time that you've made the decision, meet my lawyer anytime and he'll give you all the things that you need. I trust that you'll take my offer as I don't have enough time.

-Tim"

Yeah. Trust a dying man to put this on your half-empty plate of responsibilities. At that time, I couldn't say no. Tim's offer to clean my record was really tempting and I'll admit that it gave me the idea of going through with this. I thought "How hard can it be to look after someone? It's as easy as 1-2-3."

When I went to meet Tim's lawyer, he was the person who told me that Tim passed away a couple of hours before I graced him with my presence in his office. It was tough to hear from someone ,who basically wasn't family, to say someone just died. My heart lurched and it felt like I was about to puke right in front of the lawyer.

I was so confused at that point and thought that Tim chose exactly at that time to die so that he can kill me with my guilt of not doing what he wanted me to do for him. He was great at it. I had a fear that when my eyes do close he'll show up in my dreams, haunting me for not signing up for what he wanted. I even thought that he planned to get sick all along just so he could ask me to do this.

I slipped the letter into the envelope and held out a key. I looked at it closely. If I already said yes to him then I might as well do it. Now I had to figure a way on how to introduce myself to her. I didn't want to give her a shock but it would be good to give her a surprise. Looking up to the skies, I knew that Tim knows what I was thinking. I just had the perfect idea to walk into her life.

"Well, you want me to look after her, then she better get herself ready, Tim. I'm going to meet her in style." I knew I looked hilarious of talking to myself and thinking that only the dead guy that I was talking to could hear me. Laughing as I shook my head, I suddenly can't remember why I'm doing this.

Calleigh Robins, I hope you're ready for me.