Epilogue.
It's been 3 weeks since Ava decided to leave me and made me the mess I am today. All I can do to make it easier to handle is hate her, but my heart won't let me. I miss her witty remarks, the way she looks all dolled up and behind closed doors. She brought the best and worst out in me, I never thought I'd miss tiny aspects in someone, like how her mini feet would fit perfectly on top of my oversized feet. God damn you Ava Wood, what have you done to me? I could cope with you leaving me because you was within walking distance if I needed to see you, but now you're in America and I have no way of feeling your touch again and I can't have that. I need you back and will do whatever it takes to bring you home to me.
I slide a note in my pocket with the number ending is 569 on it with a determined look on my face as I walk up the path from my forgotten childhood and knock on the door. It opens.
"Jackson?" A shocked voice cracks. This is a big step for me so I hope this will work.
"Hey mum, I need your help." I said. She looks like she's about to cry.
"Oh sweetheart." Forcing back a sob "come inside and tell me all about her."
I told you I'd do whatever it takes.
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