is this the end? ⇝ dan howell [book two]

Epilogue

Um hi yeah it's Rachel and I haven't wrote for this in ages. Like. A year, or something. Maybe not a year but I've missed you all so much. I love you so much and I hope you enjoy the final chapter of Is This The End?. 

*Scarlett's P.O.V - 48 YEARS LATER*

"I'm thankful for our little infinity."

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The golden flames flickering from the fireplace blazed against my legs as I shuffled around in my chair, trying to get comfortable. "There, that was the story of me and your grandfather." I said, on the brink of tears. My daughter Annabel rubbed my back.

"Aw mum." She smiled. "You and dad we're so sweet."

"He sure knew how to make me a happy girl." I laughed weakly, remembering all of our sweet memories together.

"Nana?" My granddaughter Darcy asked.

"Yes sweetheart?"

"Do you miss grandad? I do." She replied, her voice soft. "Mama showed us his old videos. And some of great uncle Phil's. I miss him too. They were really funny."

I giggled. "Of course I miss him." I told her, pinching Darcy's cheek.

Suddenly I felt shooting pains running up and down my right arm. I began to gasp for breath. "Mum are you okay?" Annabel questioned me, sounding concerned.

"Yes Anna. I'm just going to have a quick lie down."

I walked up the old, creaky stairs into my bedroom. Well, the bedroom Dan and I once shared. I missed Dan. I missed him a lot. The pains became a lot more harsher, and I lay down on my bed. Then, as the tears began to fill my eyes, I realised everything. For once, and the last time only.

I, Scarlett Evans, was the girl who thought she had no hope as a teenager, turned into a married woman with beautiful children and a great job with an even greater husband. My life was flashing before my eyes.

Dan and I's first text messages... when we first met up. Everything. I was so grateful for everything. But I knew what was happening. I knew what would be coming up next. I sniffed and saw Dan, for the the first time in forever. He appeared on his side of the bed. Where he hadn't slept for years. Not since he lost his life.

He was young, and carefree. He was wearing the outfit he wore when I first met him. His black skinny jeans and and black shirt with the white ring in the center. He had a long chocolate brown side fringe, and his glistening eyes were shades darker. He was beautiful.

"Hello Scarlett," he greeted. I was on the verge on tears.

He was so happy, it was almost as if the toxic image of Dan's pale skin and limp body had ran out of my mind. I missed this Dan. 

"Oh my gosh Dan, you're back. I've missed you so much." I sobbed.

"I've missed you too Scar," Dan smiled. "So damn much. But it's time to go now Scar."

"Go? Go where?" I asked Dan.

"You need to come with me," Dan smiled a little wider, his eyes twinkling. "Come with me to a place where we can live together, forever and happily. I feel like we have a lot to catch up on." He chuckled weakly.

The pains became stronger and I couldn't catch my breath.

I slid my hand in Dan's. He leaned in to me, and kissed me for the last time. His lips were soft and young. I missed the taste. 

He pulled away and held my hand. "Come on Scarlett, don't be scared. Just let go."

"But Dan-" I shook my head. "My family..."

Dan laughed a bit more. "They'll understand. Anna is going to grow up to be a wonderful woman, just like you. As is little Darcy."

"If I come with you, will I see Summer and Phil again?" I managed to choke out.

Dan nodded slowly. "Of course sweetie. They're so excited to see you again."

My minutes were running out, and I knew it. I looked up at the ceiling of my bedroom, over thinking. Then I turned back to face Dan, but he wasn't there. He had gone. It was just my imagination. I cried a little harder and my chest felt tighter. 

Some how, I knew it wasn't my imagination though.

It was all to clear... too vivid.

I stared at the small framed picture of Dan and I on our wedding day. We looked so happy. We were so happy. And if I had the option too, I'd quite happily go back to that day right now. But I couldn't, and I didn't mind. I took a deep breath before speaking my last words. I knew he was still there. Although I couldn't see him, it was almost as if I could feel his presence.

-

"You saved my life, Dan Howell. Thank you."