Epilogue

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Thank you all once again and for the very last time. "Scream" like I've said it the first complete book that I've ever written and I hope that you've all liked it. I'd really appreciate if you guys could share the story with others and vote for it. This will be the last time updating on this story. I really do hope you guys will like the Epilogue. Also, please make sure to let me know your thoughts on this story in the comments! Thank you. I hope everyone's 2015 is great, and I hope all of you're New Year Eve's were fun and safe! Thanks again for reading! Even though the story is over, please continue to share it. Love you all xxx Mona

10 years later

"Man Silas, are those wrinkles?" Troy teased. "Ha-ha very funny." I smiled and rolled my eyes. Ten years later and Troy still looked like he was eighteen. "How's Derek?" The tone in his voice was smooth and sincere. I smiled at the mention of his name. "He's great, just as fantastic as his mother. He's also awfully smart for a three year old." I said laughing. Derek is the offspring of Becca and I. He took his name after my middle name. His mother had insisted to have his middle name as Jules in honour of her best friend who had died saving my life. I was proud to have his middle name as Jules. Jules was a man of honour and to have his name carried on to Derek, I hoped for Derek Jules Michelson to earn the same honourable qualities as Jules Capri. He had his mother's dark brown hair, my facial structure, his mother's beautiful smile and my dark chocolate coloured eyes. My parents loved him and as did Becca's family.

Eight years ago, I came clean of everything that had happened to me throughout the course of my life, hell, 300 years on earth meant an extremely long explanation. I even told Becca about Isabelle. She had been a little dumbfounded by it, but later grew understanding and immune to the news. Ten years ago I thought that all that I did was heal Becca's mother's health but now, I know that wasn't all that happened. When I transferred a part of my immortality to her mom, I had sent away that very thing; my immortality. I was still a supernatural creature, I still had all the perks and quirks of being a Faded Shadow, but one thing I didn't have, was immortality. I aged and grew old. What happened is the most blessed gift I could have ever received. Every night, I thank the ones who sent me this gift. I didn't know who I was thanking, but I thanked that giver anyways. Now, I was able to live the rest of my life with Becca. I could grow old with her and watch my son grow older too. An eternity without her is an eternity wasted. She is still as beautiful as ever, as young as she was and as smart as I remembered. Everything she is and does send me into a series of warming emotions. She was the one thing I needed to stay alive, she also gave me another reason to live and love; she gave me the gift of a son. After having Derek, Becca's title of an Echo Receiver disappeared, for she never saw any Echoes again. The uncertainties and wrongs of the past were forgotten and buried away, gone from our resurfacing memories. Now, I have one lifetime where Becca will be in; and that one lifetime is all I need to achieve full happiness and bliss. I pray for my last memories to be with Becca and my son. They both brought me so much happiness, but Becca was the one who saved me and gave me the chance to experience this kind of bliss. Before her, I was nothing. I was a monster who couldn't forgive himself for what he was and what he felt. Ever since the massacre, I was left feeling so empty and in tune with my darkness that I thought I couldn't be saved. I was wrong. Becca was the one who was always there, through the blood and the tears she was always by my side, and I was by hers. She may think I have helped her a great deal but I was always know that I owe her my everything for helping me heal; and for that, I was always be in her debt. She was there to forgive me when I couldn't forgive myself. She accepted the part of me that I could never accept, maybe even brought me to make peace with it. I didn't like my darkness, hell who does? But I've now learned to control it, to accept that it is a part of me that I will need to deal with. 

Even after the transition, I'm still a powerful Faded Shadow. I knew that the more the years past, the less coordinated and strong I will be. But none of that mattered when I knew that I was able to spend the rest of my existence with my new found family. The best of it all? My son was entirely human.


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