So this is it.
The last chapter.
About damn time, author! Jegus what took you so damn long?!
Again, idk if im gonna write another fanfic or an actual story, so please please PLEASEEE comment what you think! Im open to suggestions
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(Reader's p.o.v.)
I sat under the window. I didnt want to watch him walk away. I really didnt. It hurt too much. But part of me wanted to. I didnt dare move though. I rooted my fingers into the carpet, anchoring myself to the floor.
Dont look dont look dont look-
I shut my eyes tight, feeling myself give away to my emotions slowly.
I wont i wont....
But I did.
As I rose to the window sill and opened my eyes, my heart dropped a little bit.
He was gone.
He wasnt on the beach anymore.
Why would he stay? I thought to myself. He was with the love of his life, content as can be.
He didnt need me...
Wait.
Something was off.
Upon a closer look, I spotted fef entering the water, while another figure quite a ways away from her was dashing across the sand, kicking it up as he ran.
He was running back?
But why?
"(Y/n)!!!!" He shouted.
"Eridan?" I said softly in response, almost like second nature.
I couldnt process it. It was like a good dream, but one I knew was just going to end once I woke up.
My name cut through my thoughts as he shouted it out again.
I ran to the balcony closest to where he was running from, hoping that this dream didnt end just yet.
"Eridan?" I called out, a little louder this time.
He came into clear view, stopping just below my balcony and staring back at me in awe amd disbelief. He was panting, out of breath from running across the beach.
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(Eridan's p.o.v)
She stood just above me on her balcony, looking down to me with wide, watery, and confused eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off.
"(Y/n), I need to tell you some things. I knoww, I dont deserve your time or patience, nevver mind your mercy or good graces... nevvermind your care, your lovving touch, your swweet kisses, or anything havving to do wwith you, but....but thats wwhat I wwant!"
I clenched my fists, shutting my eyes tight as I proclaimed my feelings to her, shouting them out for the world to hear.
"I wwant you! I shouldnt havve chosen to go wwith fef. Even if she wwas havvin my kid, i wwouldnt havve been happy wwith her knowwin she loved someone else and knowwin that i loved you. Wwhat kind of fate is that? Not the one i wwant...so please, Let me be shelfish- sorry, this is not the time for ocean puns, force of habit- but nevver mind that! (Y/n), Im flushed for you... and im sorry for saying otherwise. You deservve so much better than a scumbag like me...."
I looked back up to the balcony, only to find it empty.
Figures. Why would you think she'd take you back after you treated her so badly?
I sighed, starting ti turn away when something caught my eye. I heard a door burst open, and looked to see (y/n) panting in the doorway, tears streaming down her cheeks.
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Reader's p.o.v.
Seeing him there, apologizing was one thing. What he said was another thing. And hearing him wish you a better life without a scumbag like him was also another thing entirely. But all of those things, happening in this moment, they got to you. You sprinted down the stairs, almost missing the landing before you burst through the door. It wasnt until the cold wind hut your face that you realized you were crying, about to lose it yet again.
But that was okay. It would be different this time.
"I want a scumbag like you!" I cried, breaking off into sobs. I ran straight into his arms, not caring how desperate I might look.
It was all okay now....
He wrapped his arms around me, his shoulders shaking. I felt something wet hit my shoulder and I turned to look up at his face. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and he was smiling at me. I couldnt tell if he was sobbing or laughing or a mixture of both, but i was okay with either. We closed the distance, keeping eachother as close as physically possible; like we couldnt stand to be any distance apart ever again...
And that much was true.
*epilogue: Eridan's p.o.v.*
Its been about a year since that day where (y/n) found me on the beach. My scars had healed, and i could swim much faster than i could with the stitches. Fef sends us little messages and letters via seashells, one holding a picture of her baby grub; she decided to name her Airesa. We both thought it was a pretty name for the little heiress.
We talk about me possibly coming back home, but i dont think i want to go anywhere anytime soon.
When im with (y/n), she is my home.
