*10 years later*
No ones POV
Mitch found someone else. Her name is Jessica. He loves her. But he still has never forgotten of Michaela. Jessica's okay with that. They go visit her everyday. But they don't just visit Michaela. They also visit Mariana. The little girl that Michaela and Mitch had adopted. She died a little under a year ago when she was 14 of leukemia. Jessica says a quick hi to Michaela before turning to talk to Mariana. She helped raised her. She was buried next to Michaela. After talking to her for a bit she left Mitch to be alone with Michaela.
He talks to her everyday and carries a picture of them in his wallet. It's the day they got engaged. Every time he sees it he cries. He still thinks of the life they could've had. He kept a promise he made to himself that he made at her funeral. That not only would he let Michaela know he loved her everyday, but he also tells Jess everyday.
Jerome and Nicole are married. 1 month after Michael died. But they had other kids. They have 2 kids. A set of twins. Daphne and Bay.
Vikk still struggled with depression after she died. He got out of it. He found another girl he loved. Oddly enough her name was Michaela. Whenever he said her name, he thought of her. It was hard but she always helped him through it.
The Pack and Team Crafted are all still friends. They hangout from time to time. They stopped making videos as time went on though.
Jess and Mitch grew old together. So did Nicole and Jerome. And Vikk and Michaela.
Mitch died at the age of 67.
Jess died at age 90. 10 years after she remarried. She lived out the rest of her days in heaven with her new husband.When Mitch died he finally was reunited with Michaela. Up in heaven he looked like he did when Michaela last saw him.
"I wait for this moment for awhile." Michaela said. They both cried and the first thing Mitch said to her was-
"I love you. And now we'll finally have our forever."
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Me and my Benj
FanfictionA BajanCanadian fanfiction! About me. Michaela. I'm 18 years old and I never really had a good life. My dad abused me when ever he and my mom fought. Which was 99% of time. On my eighteenth birthday I ran away only to meet my idle. BajanCanadian. WA...