Chapter Twenty-eight

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    December 27th, the night when she closed her eyes. For the last time. She felt tired before sleep and then she closed them. But she never opened them again. Beeping of heart monitor was heard through the entire room. Her mom got up and started crying. She cried so much. She was so hurt. She called doctors but they couldn't do anything. Her heart stopped. At 23:48. That was the last time she took her breath. There was her dad and Jonathan then. They said their goodbyes. They found important to call her friends too. No matter fact it was almost midnight they arrived immediately. Aaron saw her face through the glass window and his eyes started watering. Olivia looked at her and she came off the floor. Aaron hugged her and they cried together. Becca knew what her friends will have to go through. She never wanted that pain for them. But they wanted to spend time with her. They loved her. And she loved them. She always will.

    There was a knock on the door in Becca's house. Her mom came to open.
,,It's nice to see you, Aaron. Come in."
,,I wanted to look into her bedroom."
,,Of course. It's on the right side in the end of the hall."
,,Thank you." He went into Becca's room. He could smell her. Her perfume. It was so nice and so sad. He saw her bedsheets and her clothes and he saw her journal on her desk. He opened him up. He listed through the journal. He saw the last page.

Dear diary,
I wish I could come back in time. I would never have eating disorder and I would live. But I would never meet Aaron. And that's not worth it. I love him more than my life, literally. But I caused him so much pain already. I want him to be happy, exactly like I did. I want him to find love as I did. He taught me what perfection is. Perfection isn't how person looks like, It's like he acts and like he's treating other people. Perfection is about moments. Moments that make us happy. Perfection is what I've experienced in past 6 months. Perfection was my life. And I do not regret it. People should appreciate their life, their body, their face and their character. They shouldn't harm themselves for their idea of 'perfection'. They should be happy for what they are. For what they have. Now I know it. But it's too late.

He closed her journal and you could see tear going down his face.
,,I was happy, Becca." And he was. Becca's mom entered into her room. Aaron turned and she smiled.

,,She gave me those letters. She said that there's everything she didn't got a chance to say. Here's one with your name on it too." She gave him his letter from Becca.

,,I'll leave again. Take your time." And she left the room. Aaron was looking at that letter. He could saw that beautiful handwriting on it that was saying 'Aaron'. He tore the envelope and unfolded that letter. He started reading. There was:

Aaron,

This is the letter that will tell you everything I wanted to tell you myself. It probably means that I'm gone but not completely. You're holding this piece of paper as the part of me. I want to say...Thank you so much for being there for me all these months. I would be lost without you. You were light of my life. And I thank you for that so much. You showed me what beauty is, what love is and what perfection is. You know that if I could take everything that happened I would have reasons to do it and also reasons to not. You're reason to NOT. I would never met you. I don't regret any moment with you not even our fights or like you didn't like me in the first place. Like you said...'I knew we'll be together' and we were. I hope you'll be happy Aaron. As much as I was. I hope you'll find your light like I did. I want you to remember I'm still here. Right on the left side of your chest. Right there we can be together. Forever. Since you gave me that necklace I haven't taken it off. He'll die with me us a memory of our love. Our own PERFECTION. Our perfect happy ending.

With love,
Becca.

Aaron

   Doctors didn't want me to be with you when you closed your eyes once again. I was driving so fast that I could win a Dakar. I wanted to be there with you. I turned and then ran into your room. I stopped and looked at you. Tears were running down my face. I grabbed your weak body and pushed it against me. I was crying and wishing this was just a bad dream. But when I didn't wake up. I knew. I knew it was the end. That you were gone. I kissed your sweaty forehead and held you until they didn't take your body away from me. I couldn't accept it. I couldn't believe you're gone. I saw you there and I didn't believe, it was the end. I still don't. Olivia was so devastated. She cried herself to sleep. She couldn't hold you like I did. But I knew she was saying goodbye to your soul leaving that room. That hospital. She loved you. She loved you too much to let you go. We all couldn't. We all loved you. Too much. We still do. And I promise you that I'll be happy. I'll be happy for you. I'll be happy for both of us. Forever.

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