Chapter 10
------Present Time ~ The Next Day------
I was in the front seat of Ophelia’s car, 10 roses in my hand. We were driving up to where Kristen is now. Two of my eldest grandchildren volunteered to say goodbye one last time to their grandmother. I looked out the window and thought about Kristen like I always did. How beautiful she was and how amazing Ophelia looking almost exactly like her. How her laugh was and how lovable she was. Her adorable height and her voice. How she would do those naughty things to me, sometimes one of us would be drunk. How-
“We’re here.” Ophelia says in a serious voice, bringing me out of my thoughts and back into reality. I smiled and slowly got out of the car.
“Thanks for driving us here. Want to join me?” I asked Ophelia. She nodded and told her children to follow.
We walked for about 10 minutes until we finally reached where she was at. There I stood. In front of her grave. I read the words carved in over and over again in my mind:
R.I.P Kristen Davila
August 1992-October 8, 2048
“May she rest in peace in heaven”
I felt the tears in my eyes but tried my best to hold them back. I bent down and hugged her gravestone. I stood up and walked to the edge and let Ophelia and the grandchildren say their goodbyes. Then it was my turn. I wanted my words to her to be a secret.
“Guys, can I have some time alone with her right now. I won't take long.” I said quietly. I heard their footsteps slowly fade away. I turned around to make sure they weren’t there. They left. I sat down in front of her grave and began my speech.
“Hey baby. Long time no see, huh? It looks like today will be the last time I visit you. I know I know, it sucks but don't worry. Soon I'll be standing right next to you again. You don't know how much I've missed you since the day you died from cancer... As you can see, we have grandchildren now and Ophelia is growing up to be almost like you. Remember the time when we sat down and talked about how our daughter's name would be? I'm glad we named her Ophelia. Well, today would be 5 years of you gone. 5 years I had to go through not hearing your beautiful voice in the morning. 5 years of not being able to hug you and say I love you again. Kristen, I love you so much and I miss you a lot. I-I wish you could be standing here next to me, whispering in my ear that it's okay. But you're not. You're not here with me Kristen. I need you...I love you baby...I- I remember your last words to me. 'Baby, Michelle, please don't be sad when I'm gone...I'll always be there right next to you everyday with you. I love you so much. You made my life amazing. But please...don't worry about me. It's okay'. I always think of you when I go to the exact same café we met at by my house. I order the same drink and never let anyone sit in front of me because that's your seat. Hehe...great memories. I told our grandchildren about how we met at that café...one of the most important days of my life. I had to tell them one last story and that story had to be about us. I'm getting too old to be here every week since I'm now 65...I brought you your favorite flowers. Red roses. I-I love you so much. I've missed you but I've been holding on. I'm sorry that I wasn't there forever with you. But, like you said, 'it's okay'. Goodbye Kris-Kris-Kristen." I was barely able to say the last few words before I burst into tears. It started to rain heavily but I didn't care. I put all 10 roses. I told her that I would forget about her when the last rose dies. I was holding the one fake rose in my hand.
I continued crying nonstop and kept saying 'I love you' over and over again. I felt my heart slowly give up. Heart attack? I never knew. I felt the pain in my chest and my breathing getting heavy. I sat down right next to her grave and let myself slowly die...I couldn't live without you, Krism. I didn't cry out. I didn't call for help. I didn't stop myself from dying. I just laid there, staring at the sky, with the fake rose in my hand, and the cup that you wrote your number on when we first met, in the other hand. I breathed my last breath and my life ended there.
EPILOGUE:
I saw a white light and I looked down at my body. I was wearing white and I was at my 30's. Around the age when I met Krism. I ran to the light and woke up in a room. The room was white with white furniture. I notice a woman standing in front of me.
"Uhhh..." I said out loud. Confused.
"Hi baby" The voice that I missed the most.
"Krism!? Krism, I've missed you baby. Where are we??" I asked. Tears in my eyes.
"This is our heaven baby. Nobody can hurt us now. It's just me and you and our old friends. You did well, Michelle. You did well...it’s okay." Krism whispered softly. I ran up and hugged her like I've never hugged her before, crying nonstop. I was the happiest person ever.
So, it turns out that in the end, if I had not met Kristen that day, I would not have had the life I lived. To be fair, I would have probably committed suicide from my depression and loneliness. Let this be a note to everyone:
"Always greet the new employee. You may never know what could happen."
Thank you guys so much for reading this short but interesting story. I uploaded this all in one piece because I wrote this a while ago but I chose now to upload my first story on WattPad. I'm a big fan of Minx and Krism. Team Krinx x). But anyways, I might make another story about something later on in the future. For now, this will be the end. Thank you and please comment your opinion on my story.
~Brenda
