the last brushstroke destroys the painting [muke af]

epilogue

epilogue

In the end, everything turned out okay. In a twisted, sick way.

Luke was happy dead, and Michael was with him.

Ashton ended in jail, his dark-haired boyfriend visiting him every Friday night. Luke's work became known world wide. He made his parents proud, even after he died.

Jack and Alex ended up okay after many, many years of therapy. It's hard to watch one roommate dead, then his boyfriend killed, plus one more roommate going to jail. They got their own apartment out of the city, though, with the promise of no more roommates.

We would all like to believe that life is for everyone, but sometimes it's not. It's a sad thought, it's a terrible thought, but it's true. Things happen, and some crave death more than life.

I, Sophie, author of these evil stories, would like all of you to know that you deserve to live. No matter what life throws at you, you can do it. I believe in you, so much.

Life is going to be hard, life is going to be really hard. But, one day, you can look back at these hard times and be proud of how far you've come, okay?

Just think of this AU Luke, think about what could have happened if he pushed through a little bit longer. He could have lived to see all of his dreams come true. He could have been happy.

Maybe, if Luke kept pushing through, he could of reconnected with his family. His family would accept him again with opening arms. No matter how much you think your family hates you, I promise you they do not. Your family loves you, they will find a way to accept the human you are.

You are a beautiful human, and you deserve a beautiful life.

Most of my stories have some type of moral lesson or some shit. This one didn't really. But, if you ever steal someone's work or don't credit them, I will come after you. I am a photographer, writer, and a musician, and when people even take the tiniest bit from me without credit, I flip shit.

Some of you know. I've gone after dozens of people on here for taking my plot lines, my characters, my chapters, my words. Okay? Art is art, make your own. Don't you dare steal it.

Anyways, The Last Brushstroke Destroys The Painting was a twisted-Van Gogh-based story. I hope you enjoyed it.

Thank you for reading, liking, and commenting. It means the world to me.

Xo,

Soph