Worth Living For

Chapter 25

You guys are going to hate me for this chapter...and the rest of the book...I'm sorry! It's just the way it has to be. Grab a box of tissues before you read!

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My eyelids fluttered open, and a smile spread across my face as scenes from the night before flashed before my eyes. I sat up in bed, my fingers dancing over the sheets and blankets that were tangled through each other all over the bed. I looked to my right, spotting the camera sitting on the nightstand, thinking of how badly I wanted to develop the pictures. Then, I looked to my left, and panic rushed through me.

My hand grabbed for the empty space, hoping he would just appear. But he didnt. I jumped out of bed, grabbing a sheet from the bed and wrapping it around my naked waist, and rushed to the kitchen, which was empty. The only thing there that wasn't there every other morning was the note on the coffee maker, which was almost finished brewing.

I grabbed for the note, holding it tightly in both hands, trying to read the words through the tears in my eyes.

My love,

As you can probably already tell, I'm gone. If ill be coming back is still a question I don't know the answer to. I want to give you the chance to live your life without me getting in the way. Have a relationship with your dad, get the job back that you loved so much, make some good friends. I want you to realize that you don't need me around to be happy. But, you need to work for happiness. Yes, there will be struggles, but I believe that you can overcome anything. And you will. 

This is not your fault, do not blame yourself for a second. I love you with all my heart, but sometimes you can't keep the things that you love. It's not my time.

The house is yours to keep. Delilah moved to Florida and won't be returning, and I'm gone too. Don't forget to pay the electricity bill and stock the fridge every month. I got you a pet to keep you company as well; he's still at the shelter waiting for you. Address is inside the phone book. Go get him if you want, they'll keep him if you don't. I made you coffee too, to keep you warm. Winter's getting closet, your favorite season.

I love you, never forget that. If you ever need me, I'll always be in that big, loving heart of yours. Stay strong and don't ever give up on yourself.

Continue with your art and I promise it'll get you somewhere.

I love you. Stay warm and keep creating.

Xo 

Gerard

I folded that note back up the same way he had, setting it on the counter before rushing to the door.

The cold wind hit my face as the door swung open, and I stood there in the doorway for way seemed like forever, waiting for him to change his mind and come back home.

But he never did.