Peter's POV
one week later
"Why are you so nervous?" I asked her. "Oh um... my due date is tomorrow."
HER WHAT? what the f-
"Wait really? Why didn't you tell me sooner about this?"
"I dunno. I was kinda... distracted these past few days."
A baby. I. AM. GOING. TO. BE. A. DAD. This is just weird. A whole new definition of weird. This woman is going to give birth to a child. My child. Our child.
"Why are you so quiet?" She asked. "Im not quiet. Just thinking." "You seem kinda off lately." What was i supposed to say to that? "Its just weird. Coming home after everything that's happened to me." "Peter I-"
oh no
she was sad
she knew she fucked up
she couldn't undo it
I had to go. And so I did. I stood up and went to the bathroom. I locked myself inside and looked at myself in the mirror. It was really still odd to look at myself in a mirror. I looked at the sink and saw a beautiful ring laying there.
"You may kiss the bride-"
I felt love. I knew it was from her. There was that one sentence that i heard when i touched the ring but i didn't pay much attention to it. I was happy and it made me wanna cry cause it sucked. It really sucked.
People are what make memories. Every memory I had was with another person or about another person. I have a few memories of me being completely by myself but there aren't long enough for me to remember what was going on.
Every time I touched a item that seemed valuable I would hear these strange voices coming from my head. Most of the times I could understand them but this is what i figured out so far.
Me and Y/n broke up a long time ago. I had an aunt. Her name was May and she apparently died in front of my eyes. Tony was a pain in the ass and Y/n and I were best friends. We've known each other since high school and we've been dating ever since. We're married and she is going to have my baby tomorrow. She's a girl.
"Peter!" I heard her yell. I ran outside the bathroom and rushed inside the bedroom. "I think my water may or may not just broke."
"Uh- alright. Umm." I was shuddering. I was so scared. I didn't know what to do. I was having a panic attack. I didn't know it was happening but know that i look back at it was the most scared i've been in months.
Y/n's POV
AUGUST 11 2041
"Thats it." I closed his diary and smiled in despair. "He doesn't say anything else?" I shook my head not knowing what to tell her. "So he didn't explain why he killed himself?" "No. He didn't."
"So he never actually remembered you?" "No but he said he fell in love all over again." "Mom..."
"What is it?"
"What did he say about me?"
"Nothing really. But i know he loves you more he ever loved me. He left us because he didn't want his daughter to have a father without memories. Honey i had no idea what he was going through. He was so good at hiding it."
"Yeah but you lived together for like- 8 years after that so why didn't he tell you anything? 8 years ma. He was doing fine. Why did he have to do that?"
"I don't know. And i'm sorry for lying to you for so long."
Actually he had written a suicide letter but i just never had the courage to read it.
Peter's POV
im sorry but i have to go just remember that i love you and tell her that i love her that's why i have to leave. They told me that when she turns 10 i'll have to hand her over. They are looking for me everywhere. I have to make sure you're safe. I want you to know that i remember everything. I remembered our first kiss, our first time, the time where i proposed, i remember our break up, i remember the time where i knew you were the one for me and know that im doing this I want you to know that i'll be resting in peace and that i'm dying thinking about us. I love you. And please tell her when she grows up that i'll always be by her side. Forever.
I wanted it to keep going but im just going through way too much in my life that having to write is like a chore at this point. I lost my love for Peter and Tom so i guess my wattpad phase is over.❤️
- Alison🍒
