Downfall of thy deviants child

Part 47: eternally yours

-deviants point of view-
It was a rather cold morning when I stepped out the front door of my home and the date itself was like a knife deep into my chest. It was my daughters birthday; life without her had proven more and more that it was a battle i was losing. On the way to her grave i stopped by the flower shop and picked up a dozen of her favorite roses; white and red with a single black one in the middle of the bunch. As I drove towards her grave and my parents the nagging thoughts keep coming back. Why would she sacrifice herself for someone who was the reasons she had spent locked away in her room deep in depression and self inflicted harm? There was something I was missing that her notebooks did not tell. "He's the reason why your daughter is dead" I murmured to myself well I turned into the cemetery.  I let a frustrated sigh out as I saw him standing at my daughters grave; her true beloved one that held all the missing pieces that I have been looking for. Walking over to the grave he looked up and the same empty hollowed out look that my beloved daughter had on her face when she was alive was now on his. "Why are you here?" I simply asked placing the roses upon her grave. The only sound was the crows and ravens squabbling amongst themselves. He just gazed at me as if he was void of any life, as if he was seeing a ghost that had been haunting him for all these months. I raised an eyebrow at him. "I came because she called." He Lowly said letting his hair once more conceal his face. "She very much alive to me." I wanted to strangle him for the way he spoke of her and that's when I noticed the black binder he had in his hands. "You know damn well your the reason she is dead. Don't speak of her as if she was the soul mate of your blacken heart. I know what you did to her and why you stayed away from her for so long." I screamed out at him attempting to hold in my temper. He didn't he even move a single muscle as I chewed him out. "What's with the black binder?" He looked up at me and handed it to me. "It holds the answers that you were looking for, she tried to keep them from you but I thought It best you knew." He simply said without looking at me. The binder was full to the point there was a folder in the back of it and I placed it on her head stone. "I'm so sorry." I murmured before I took a right hook at him. He didn't doge it nor did he attempt fight back. He just kept taking every hit without showing any sighs it hurt at all. The breath left my lungs too quickly as her ghost appeared upon her head stone. She sat in the way of royalty with the look of disapproval on her angel face. I sank to my knees as my heart felt like it exploded. Her ghost got up from the head stone and knelt in front of me. "Father take the black binder, learn the truth and then hide it well for It could cause greater lose to you. Grandma and grandpa asked of me to tell you they are proud of you. Stay safe father." She said as her ghostly form ran the tips of her hand across the side of my face. She got up and took her beloved's hand and he followed her willingly into the grave as if he was already dead just like my daughter. What was I seeing? Had i lost my mind? I didn't know. I looked around and expected to see him still standing there still but any trace of him had vanished with her. I took a breath that sounded broken rather then staggered. Had any of this been real? The black binder was still atop her head stone so it must have been real. I reached for it and flipped through it for a moment. Constantly the words ~Eternally Yours~ was present on almost every page. She was Eternally his whether any of us knew it, or liked it; and vice versa. I looked at her head stone then my parents before I got up and headed to the car before I lost it completely.
~time lapse, deviants home~
Once more I found myself in my daughters room, perched upon her bed with the binder in my lap. It was time to learn what she had wanted to keep hidden from me, what she and her beloved one knew that no one alive had known. This was going to either hurt, tear me apart or kill me. I sighed and open the binder, time to learn some truths.