Is it too Late?

Thirty Two

°Caspar

A few weeks went by. More chemo. More tests. I felt- somewhat, healthier.

It was the time that I could finally go to Rome and see what Joe had left me. Left me. He left me.

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I breathed in the fresh scent of the unpolluted air as i looked around at the agriculture of Rome. This place was so pretty, and so full of life, but all it reminded me of was him.. I wish it didn't. I wish this could be more enjoyable, but alls i wanted to do was scream out in pain and anger as to why he wasn't here with me taking this in, just like we did whilst filming Hit the road. But I couldn't just stand there crying about what I had lost. I inhaled and exhaled a long breathe I didn't know I had been holding in, and crossed the road towards the quiet street on the outskirts, where I took out Joe's creased letter from my trouser pocket and unfolded it carefully.
Here was the spot where we filmed, and Joe's letter indicated the cafe, which I was in hope to find.

Tilting my head in different directions I finally notice the small place he must have been talking about. It had a look about it, that I was sure Joe would have loved, and why I knew he chose this place.

Walking towards the cafe in anticipation, I gulped my fear and pain before opening the door and being greeted by the chime of the bell above the door. I, Once again, looked down towards Joe's letter where he ordered me to ask the woman behind the till about him, where what I had been looking for would all be revealed.

I smiled at the woman and spoke politely, assuming she spoke English.

"Excuse me, has a British man passed By here named Joe Sugg? He asked me to come here to collect something he had left"

"Ah yes, that cheeky chap," she smirked as I brushed off her words,"he left this... And you must be Caspar?" she asked as handing over the, oh so small, piece of paper.

"Yes I am?" I almost questioned myself, starting to become  confused, "is this all he gave you, are you sure?"

"Yes, I am positive. He was a very positive person that Joe" she laughed, as I kindly grinned back and turned away to walk out of the door, with 'what I had been looking for' in my hand.

I headed towards a bench where I plonked myself Down to carefully open the piece of paper. Another letter from Joe...

Dead Caspar,
If you've made it this far, then you're in Rome... Obviously. And you got the treatment I wanted you to. Thank you so much, you don't know what it means to me. You may be annoyed that this is all you came for, but it is not. I have one more task. Head over to the hotel we stayed at whilst filming HTR and ask the reception for me just as you did the woman serving you in the cafe. They will know what you mean. Please don't turn back now, my love. You have come this far.

With tears fighting from my eyes, I stood up frantically on a mission to do this one last task.

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Soooo....yeah, took me a while. I cant apologise enough to you guys for making you wait OVER A YEAR for an update, who knows if anyone is still reading?
I became so unmotivated with this story, with reading and writing in general, and hardly watching YouTube anymore. obviously when not watching youtube it was hard to stay interested in writing something i wasn't particularly interested in anymore. Also school work is just UGH but I'll get through it. That's why this update is so kind of quick fire, i just wanted to get it over with as its currently 3am. I was thinking of maybe just scrapping the idea and deleting this and my other book, but just incase anyone is still reading this, i wouldn't want to do that to you. so thank you to anyone reading this and any support will be appreciated as I'm sure i will become more motivated to finally finish this story for you.

All my love x