The Suicide Girl [Completed]

Chapter 60: The End

Well. It's been fun on this journey through time. Cheryl Faun went from being a suicidal person, into a joyous, strong woman. She's married. She has a daughter. She has happiness again. To complete Lucille's dream, Tristan managed to build a house by a lake. It was something that was significant within the Tanner family.

Let's see how things are going for the family with their daughter.

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// Meredith's Age: Four //

"Papa!" Meredith squealed loudly. "I caught one! I caught a fish!"

I watched from the balcony, smiling to myself. Tristan helped Meredith pull back the reel. They're adorable with each other. I sipped on the hot chocolate in my hand, eating a marshmallow that floated on the surface. Ever since Meredith was born, Tristan was so attached to her. It was really cute, to be honest. We were both 30 years old now. Meredith had turned four a few days ago, so Tristan's birthday was coming up. He didn't like the fact that we were becoming old. I giggled to myself. He's always complaining about aging and wishing that he could turn back time again.

"Make sure she doesn't fall into the water!" I yelled at them.

Tristan and Meredith turned to me. Tristan gave me a grin, and Meredith smiled. "I won't fall, Mommy!" I felt a smile stretch on my face.

Don't fall into the darkness either.

Her eyes were so bright. Since her right eye was purple and her left eye was green, I joked to Tristan that she was the last puzzle piece in our lives. I was miserably upset that she had received the music attribute from me, because I found it to be a burden, but Tristan told me that it was good because she was strong. Speaking of which, I always questioned why Meredith didn't call me "mama" or call Tristan "daddy". When we asked Meredith, she said it was because she thought we deserved special names. Cute. I sipped my hot chocolate again and stood up straight.

"I'm going to make dinner now!" I exclaimed loud enough for them to hear. "Come in when it gets cold!"

"Papa! I wanna help Mommy with dinner!"

"What? What about me?"

"You help Mommy too!"

I smiled slightly. Again, cute.

// Meredith's Age: 11 //

"Mom!!" Meredith whined profusely. "I don't want to go to school!"

"Did you start your week?" I asked, turning to look at her as I packed her lunch. She shook her head. "Do you have a fever?" Again, she shook her head. "Then you're going to school."

"But I don't like when the others make fun of me for having two different eye colors!" Meredith exclaimed, crossing her arms. Her eyes glowed brightly, and her cheeks puffed out in annoyance. It was something she got from me, like her Music attribute.

I handed her the grey lunch bag and said, "If they make fun of you again, remind them that you're considered the most powerful person in the world. Remind them that your mother is known as the Demon Angel crossover. Remind them that your father is known to pierce through 20 steel walls like a bullet through a body." I kissed her forehead lovingly. "Remind them that you have two warriors behind you, and that they're your parents."

Meredith looked down. "Mom..."

"Yes?"

"I'm scared."

I smiled and crouched, flicking her forehead lightly. "So was I when I was little. But try to stay within the light, honey."

"I don't know what that means.. but okay," she replied with a smile.