Everyone's Time Comes Eventually (Iz*One Fanfiction)

Chapter 14: The Man and Im Sick

Nicole's POV:

It's been a full week and my punishment ended.

The dates with the four members were all great.

Nothing really seems out of the ordinary.

I love them. And that's the reason I should probably leave while I still can.

I never should've thought that for once I could be happy.

Im not meant to be happy.

Or maybe I can tell them who I really am? No. They would hate me.

I was stupid. I should've just died along with my parents.

People think of me as someone who doesn't have problems.

People call me perfect. Someone who has everything and everyone in her grasp.

I can do anything I want.

But sadly, this is just a mask.

A mask I try to put on.

My time came but someone thought otherwise.

It wasn't their choice but they still chose for me.

I still remember the things I went through with death.

No matter what road you choose, as I said, Everyone's time comes eventually. It all ends to a dead end.

I still think about the day. It's impossible.

I really need to know why, who and what am I?

My uncle told me a partial lie and truth before he died.

Flashback

I ran to the hospital.

I was at the studio recording some songs and then my manager excused me and told me that my uncle got shot by some psyco that tried to rob him.

'He was bleeding badly'. That's the only thing she said when I asked her if he was going to be ok.

I love him since he took care of me.

After the car accident me and my parents were in, I was scared and alone. But he was there to comfort me and take care of me.

My parents said they weren't gonna leave me and yet in the end they did.

My uncle said the same thing but again, he left.

I realized that death is something that everyone will go through at some point.

It's like, whatever path you choose, it all ends up on a dead end.

Whether it's a long ore short road. A beautiful or bumpy and shitty road, it all ends up to a dead end.

I arrived there and my uncle had only a few hours to live.

He was also stabbed a few times and he had some internal bleeding.

He was kicked and punched that I barely even recognize him.

The last words that he said to me was:

"I-i love you. The jacket, that you wore during the accident. Look for a pocket, a key. The answers are in there. You died yet you're here. It explains everything. Hiding was best. Never trust. Learn to love again. Learn to care. But look's like I reached my dead end. Well, everyone's time comes eventually." After that I was a sobbing mess.

He said those words to me weakly. He can barely breath.

I don't even know how he could even talk. He was out of breath everytime.