BoTH oF Us (#Wattys2017) |Completed|✔

Epilogue

Heyya guys. Im so sorry about the last chappy. *sniffles* I wanted to end it with her having cancer. But I couldn't do it. She is so awesome. And people die from bullying every day. This book was an example of how bullying can hurt people. You may think that she killed herself due to heartbreak but it was not heartbreak. It was the loss of her faith and hope in life. She felt useless. So she turned to death. And death accepted her and her soulless life. She felt worthless and not wanted because her family pushed her away and so did people at school. So please, please don't bully Its not right. Im crying rn. So bye!😩😩

~Justin

I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I do not look like the same guy days ago. The guy days ago was complete with her around. But its different now. Im sad and depressed. I can't take another second without her! Its like she is part of me. She has the other half of my heart. My mom is trying to make me eat, but I won't. My dad is showing me the ropes of the business but I don't listen. All I think about is her. And its so hard to say here name now. Its like she held another part to me. A side that no one else held not even my parents.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I flinched and saw my dad give a dry chuckle. I blinked back a tear. Never in a million years would I cry. I use girls, im in a gang, I fight a lot, and I skip classes. Who thought I would find love and lose it due to my stupidity? A lot of people.

My dad looked sad. And I could understand why. The night that our fathers dragged us away he told me that he likes her. That she is better than all of the trash that I bring home. I sniffled one last time. I turned and looked at my dad. "What is more important Amelia or your company?" I asked. He turned away embarrassed and I would be too. Look at the hell he has put me through.

He sighed and removed his hand from my shoulder.

"Son, lets not talk about this right now." he said. I stood in front of him with my arms crossed. "No. You made me break up with her. And now she is gone!" I said sternly and yelling the last part.

"Look, son i-"

"Dont wanna hear it!" I growled stepping past him while 'accidentally' bumping his shoulder. I stepped outside the door and fixed my bow tie and straightened my suit.

I took a few calming breaths and pulled out the piece of paper from my pocket. I blinked out a tear and it fell onto the paper.
"Welcome Loved ones and family of Amelia Marie Blunt. Today we are gathered here...." I zone out as I walk to my seat next to my mom who has a tissue in her hand wiping her eyes. She really loved Amelia too. Even though they have never met my mom likes her because of all the good things I say about her. And now they will never meet. My mom will never meet my love. And my love will never meet my mom, her idol that she looked up to.

I held her hand and she smiled weakly at me. I saw Mr. Blunt with tear stained eyes and Van did too. I saw a few classmates that actually liked her and the guys sitting behind us. And a crying blonde woman. I wonder who she is.

"So lets take the time to remember Amelia." the man said. We all had a moment of silence. We heard a few sniffles and even some whimpers.

"We are done now. Now we have...Justin Wilde coming to say a few words." he spoke looking at me directly. I nodded and walked up there slowly with tye paper balled in my fists.

I cleared my throat and pulled at my bow tie.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" my voice boomed in the microphone making everyone cringe. "Sorry." And it echoed. A short lady came up to me and turned the mic down. She sat back down in the front row.

"Hello, as you all know I am Justin. And Amelia was my friend. I helped her since day one with her bullying. As I gotten to know her more I saw that her life has been a living hell for most of​ her life. And I used to comfort her and be there for her. Soon we became more than friends. The typical relationship. But I did something stupid. I cheated on her with one of her bullies. She looked so heartbroken, and I let her go. At the game she attempted suicide. I tried to save her. And I realized that I couldn't because I am an idiot. She is the love of my life. And now she is gone. Her smile I miss it. Her eyes I miss it. Her i miss her. Her death has taught us all something. It taught us to always trust your gut feeling and to never let it go. It also taught us that we need to open our eyes and see whats right in front of us. I know you are looking down on us Millie and I just want to say sorry. I really love you and I miss you so much. Thank you that's all." I spoke in a shaking voice. I heard slow clapping and a few crying people.

I got ofc the stage and looked at the casket.

I looked at her and she looked pale. Her hair was purple and straight. Her piercings were still in. I caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead. The lady behind me with the blonde hair looked familiar and she was bawling her eyes out. "Excuse me miss. But do I know you?" I ask politely. "Yes, Justin you idiot. I am nurse Sylvia the woman who helped you and Amelia in the hospital. Ring a bell?" she asked. "Oh. Did she l-l-love me?" I asked nervously. "Figure it out yourself. You know you really are an idiot." she said before walking around me.

What did she mean?

Did Amelia love me?