Guardian Angel | Toru

Epilogue

Your Point of View

Eight years have already passed by since I was released from the hospital that gave me another dreadful memory that I wanted to hide in the back of my mind forever like how I did with the rest of my grievous memories. It was because I had lost another person in my life that meant the world to me. Another person that I soon found out who I truly cared about and loved. Despite such negative thoughts and negative emotions that would usually take control over my conscience, I did not run away. Instead of pretending that Toru and the memories that we created together never existed, I accepted his passing and moved on with my life. After everything that has happened to me so far, how can one forget someone like that? If I were to forget every memory with him in it, I wouldn't be who I am today. I believe I said this before, but with ONE OK ROCK. It is just true and without Toru, Taka, Ryota and Tomoya wouldn't be who they are today either. ONE OK ROCK wouldn't even exist.

There is a reason for his existence just like everybody else in this world. Eight years ago, he saved me for a reason. In addition to that, this is what Toru would have wanted me to do anyways-to properly move on.

As time passed by, out of the blue, I fell in love with another man.

Although he approached me at first, as we spent more and more time together, my feelings for him grew while his feelings for me grew even more.

When I was in a serious relationship with him, I didn't think it was possible, but I became more successful than I was before. I got recognition for my art from all around the world. My work somehow became popular and glowed to my audience and to a number of artists' eyes. Since then, they began to request or plead for more of my work. So I did as they wanted, collaborating with widely known artists that I look up to. In a short amount of time, I gained enough money to support not only myself but my child who soon came into the world.

Aside from all the success and happiness, there has to be misfortune and sadness right? And that is what I had to continue to bare along the way.

After Child/N came into the world, the man I fell in love with when wealth started to come into play had left. Not one word was spoken before his leave. Going back home, there was no sign or answer from him at all. All I saw was Child/N left alone in her crib, giving me a toothless smile as if nothing happened at all while I was out.

At this point, I started relying a bit on others such as my little sister and sometimes my father. As for them, they changed as well over time. In a good way of course.

At first, S/N blamed herself for Toru's death, even though it wasn't her fault. Nothing, not even the talks I had with her would help. What healed her though, was time. A lot of it. Once it did, she came to her senses. She stopped relying on me and started relying on herself and herself only if she wanted to make way for her own successful future.

For my father, the moment he found out that Child/N was born into the world..the moment he first held Child/N in his arms at the hospital after I gave birth to her, he came to his senses. Something inside him made him realize the many mistakes he had made and that it had to come to a stop. Ever since Child/N came into his life, the days that he gets to see her are the days he is able to smile and be happy again. To be the one and only looked up to grandfather that Child/N is able to have.

A few more years later, I am still successful as ever as not only a proud artist but a proud single mother with a supportive family. Of course, there may be challenges along the way. but that should not be a problem at all if I try my very best in any area.

• • • •

"Child/N....Are these bruises on your body??" I ask my six-year-old one afternoon after picking her up from school.

After crouching down to meet her level and before I can roll up her other long sleeve, she quickly pulls her arm away from me before I can get another glimpse of most likely more bruises.

"I have these because I fell down on the playground today," Child/N speaks while avoiding any eye contact with me whatsoever.

Even though I know these bruises are not fresh at all, which worries me even more, I pretend to believe her.

"Okay..Make sure to be careful next time. Now, let's go home," I give a small smile while I reach my arm and hand out towards Child/N's hand to hold. In return, she lifts her head to finally meet my eyes, giving me a small nod and grabbing onto my hand.

• • • •

"Mom! I took care of those bullies today. Don't worry though, I didn't fight them like a bad girl. I even got a good grade on my test!!! See?" Child/N immediately runs up to me and shouts in excitement once I catch her eye.

"I see...Wait, you were getting bullied?! You should have at least told me about this," I cry with worry after crouching down to reach her level like how I did the other afternoon when I also had to pick Child/N up from school.

"I'm sorry, Mom...But I told someone else and he helped me," she sincerely apologizes before dropping her head low.

"Who?"

"He told me you know who he is. His name is Toru."