My little meaning of life

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"We never got a good start and we had problems to be around each other without start yelling. I don't know why I write "we" cause it was me that always started.

The thing is that I never really disliked you, I might thought I did but I didn't. After you passed away and I heard what you did for my daughter I realized what my problem were. My problem weren't your realationship, my problem were that you took away my little girl. I know it would happen once but not as soon.

I know this come late but I want you to know that I can't imagine anyone better for my daughter than you......"

I lay down the letter on the coffe table. I can't read more. Tears are currently running down my cheecks. I'm actually crying. I lean back in the couch and tries to whipe the tears away. It dosen't work. Few things have the power to make me cry and this piece of paper were one of them.

I suddenly feel a hand is resting on my shoulder. I'm not suprised that's Aria's. -Are you okay? I don't answer but I hold her hand and places a soft kiss on it. Once again I try to keep the damn tears away but they just keep coming.

She sits down besides me with a blanket wrapted around herself. -Your dad...I start and point at the letter. She nods. - I know. she whisperes.

-I'm so sorry....I thought it was the best if I dissepeard and let you have a good life without me. But not in my craziest imagination would I think something like this would happen. If I could change it would I died on the roof and your dad would still be here...Then I just start..I just start doing something I promised to never do in front of Aria: To brust out in tears.

-Never say that. Promise me you'll never say that EVER again. You might don't look at yourself as important but you mean EVERYTHING to me. If you really died I can't even imagine what I might had done to myself. I thought about suicide many times and when you found me in the woods I were about to do it. Because I love you to death! she started crying at the end.

I look at her for a moment right before I lean into kiss her gently. She throws her hands around my neck as my hands moves down to her waist. My lips kisses her cheeck and up to her ear. Then I whisper -I don't know what I would do without.

(Author's note)
This wasn't exactly soon but I updated. I'm sorry you had to wait so long

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