Epilogue

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It has been four years since Ariana had left, four long years.

I don't know what to do anymore, if I'm sad no one cares. So i stay in the dark, the guys don't talk to me anymore and I moved out of my house, I'm alone.

I stopped doing vines and YouTube videos, Ariana's dead affected everyone around the world.

3 years ago.

I ran out the hospital so fast, no one could stop me. I quickly get on my car, tears falling down my eyes, I start the car and I go fast, fast, fast.

I don't know where, but I know I don't want to go back, to that. The only thing that I remembered of Ariana was her smile,

-Another flashback.-

"Ariana wait!" I yelled while she ran and ran, I knew she was ignoring me on purpose because I could see her smile.

That smile drove me crazy, and she damn well knew that.

Ariana was the first person to ever make me that happy.

Getting out of my car I see my mom in the entrance of our house with her hands on her hair. Tears still falling down my eyes, she looks at me and I look at her back. I run, so fast to her arms I wanted her to hold me, to tell me that everything was going to be okay, and I knew.. it was not.

Now I have become someone who my mother would not be proud of, sitting on a bar. With a whiskey on my hand as I run my finger in a old picture of her.

Her, oh Ariana.

"Sir are you okay?"

I look up to see a girl looking down at me, she gave me a sad smile before helping me to get up.

"I'm not." I quickly respond, she slowly nods. She tries to take the whiskey from my hand but I quickly move her hand, "what are you doing?" I ask her in a serious tone. She shakes her head, "sir you have been drinking a lot, I think that's enough."

But who does she think she is? She's not even anyone to me, she doesn't matter to me.

I throw the whiskey glass on the floor, hearing the pieces break on the floor. She lets out a small gasp, I walk out of the bar.

I get in my car not paying attention to what the woman is saying to me.

I knew I was drunk, and I didn't care, I wanted to be drunk.

Last thing I remember is a flash, like this big flash Infront of my eyes.
And then I saw someone, a woman's shadow Infront of me, Ariana.

My time had come, and I was finally going to be with....

"He's awake!"

"Thank you God."

I open my eyes slowly, to see my mother and my sister there.

I couldn't move, I had all this tube's in my mouth and nose.

I try to move my hand, fail.

"Everything is going to be okay." My mom says, tears falling down her cheeks, I was crying too.

6 hours later.

No one's POV.

"I'm so so sorry Nash, I wish I could protect you more."

"We are really sorry, but with some help he is going to be able to walk again."

But Nash didn't want to hear that, he just wanted to see her again.

See her again.

He just wanted to die.



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I know it has been so freaking long since I have post here, I'm sorry.

I'm really exicited to say this is not theast part of the book and there will be a sequel! It will show how Nash works hard to be able to walk again, and maybe some of his love life.

It will be call "Afraid to love again."

I don't know when in starting because I'm currently without a phone 😭 but don't worry.

There will be a sequel, but is going to be short because I'm planning on other story.

Thank you for the support and thank you for the 2k people who read this ugly ratchet book😂❤

Lots of love.

Okvirgo🌻


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