On My Own A Diggy Simmons Love Story Book 3

Chapter 95: Book 3 Finale

Elana P.O.V

You saw from the mind and the eyes of me. What I have heard, what I have saw and what I have felt. In these past few months of my relationship with Diggy and the friends I encountered; I think I have a better life than before. I accepted new guardians in my life and siblings I never had. As I look back on the memories that haunted and impacted me I realized the beautiful angel that was there to take me away from the further damaging images that I called the past and showed me that he couldn't wiped them away with a dishcloth but blocked them with his overpowering love and shield me with his protection. As I look at the beautiful frame on the wall of my treatment completion. I smiled knowing that I completed it for us.

Diggy P.O.V

I never was a person to judge or a person to give up. I kept my faith in her and watched her re-blossom into the beautiful flower she is. Everyone thought differently after they saw the changed. But I saw the poison called hurt inside her heart and immediately wanted to change it. It took over her thoughts and her actions but it didn't take her love for me. No matter how many times we physically hurt ourselves or mentally hurt one another. The love was still there under the lies, misunderstandings, and arguments. She is my world and my planets. 

Iris P.O.V

The fact that my mother came home is beautiful joy. 

I missed her so much

Even though I get in trouble a lot

There is nothing like a mother's touch

Though I wish she was here 

When I needed her most 

That night at the party, I made a toast

To the woman who never judged 

Or even budged 

When I thought I was pregnant

And "him" who I love the most 

Is still singing his musical heart out on the sunny west coast

We still going strong to this very day 

Hopefully even when the vows are read and he say...

Khalil P.O.V.

She broke my heart into a million pieces and put them back together with tape and glue. I  will always love her even when she's at her lowest peak. And when it's time for that day I will gracefully hold her hand and say I do. 

Tristen P.O.V.

I was the furthest away and not a day went by when I thought of him. The way he wears his hair and says I love you. He never had to say how much he cared because those magic three words would ignite a fuse in my heart; warming it and letting it know he was there. Not for some days or just a little while but more like the end. Me being far apart was not actually our difference. It was me not able to warm his bed or warm his heart from a far distance as he couldn't feel heat between to phone wires. For far apart our love is as cold as the winter breezes in new York city but close together you could tell I was here, he was here because our love was on fire. 

Twist P.O.V

I LOVE HER