Don't Die, My Love

Epilouge

Erin's POV

My straight, dark brown hair fell over my shoulders. The black dress is tight and fits all my curves perfectly, today is the day. Today is Dylan's funeral. He hasn't been gone long, but the short time he's been gone, I have felt so lonely and I miss him. I have to face the fact he's not coming back. I look in the mirror, I'm not wearing much makeup but what I am wearing, it's waterproof. I already know I'm going to cry.

I slip on my black heels and go out to my car, I drive to the small church where the funeral is taking place. I walk in, fighting back tears. In his final few months he's made some friends at school, and they're here. There are also some younger kids and young teens from the hospital, they are more than likely cancer patients and recovered patients he's talked to. I go and sit in the front next to Tory. I hug her tightly as I see she's crying, "We have to remember he's not suffering anymore..." She nods and breaks the hug, wiping her tears. After about fifteen minutes the service begins.

After some good things were said about him, I was called up to speak. I stand up and walk toward the front. As I pass his coffin tears sting my eyes, I stand behind the podium where the microphone is. I didn't write anything in advance, this will come purely from my heart. I am awful at public speaking and I was nervous, but he wanted me to speak. I want to speak, I can do this.

I take a deep breath and begin speaking,

"For those of you who don't know, I'm Erin, Dylan's girlfriend. Let me start off my how amazing of a person he was. You don't find very many good, caring people these days, he was one of those. If you had a problem you could go straight to him, I know he's cheered me up on many occasions and he didn't even know it. Now, I didn't know him before he got sick, but what I did notice his he didn't let it make him a different person. From what his mom had said he only had a different routine and other than that, he was the sixteen year old he was before he was diagnosed. Now, I did love him, I still do. You all may say, you two didn't even know what love really was. Yes, we did. I love him still, even though he's gone."

I take a short pause, wiping away the tears that had fell. I sniffle and continue,

"Dylan was one of the strongest person I have ever known, he fought for his life. I hate that he's gone, but he fought as hard as he could. He didn't deserve any of this. Why him?"

I take another pause as my crying gets heavier,

"I'm gonna talk about him now. He was a nerd, but I loved that about him. It made him, well, him. He was weird too, but his weird matched my weird. Heh... but he was huge on anime, writing, music and just so much more. I miss being with him, we made each other happy. His happiness was all that mattered to me.. Another tragic thing is, he never made it to be eighteen. He will be eighteen two weeks from today... So, happy early birthday Dylan, happy birthday to the love of my life. We all love you... We'll see him again someday, it may be a while but until then we can remember the amazing person he was."

I get small claps from everyone there, most, even some of the guys were either crying or on the verge of tears. I go and sit back in the front and just break. I hide my face with my hands and keep crying heavily, but it's silent. I miss him so much, I do however know I'll see him again someday. My love, why did you have to die?

Okay, so that's the end everyone. I hope you guys enjoyed the book! I will be slowly editing it!