Midnight Scars

Epilogue

Tyler's P.O.V

Who would have thought that at the age of 17 I will be sitting at my girlfriend's funeral?! Why should I continue living knowing she won't share life with me? How can I live with myself knowing she's dead because of me? If only I had ran faster. Or saw her staring at us. If only!

I didn't get the chance to explain to her what happened, if only I had seen her standing there earlier...

That Bi*ch Aliyah is to be blame! She's the one that took me by surprise! She's the desperate freak that jumped on me! If only my Kate had seen me push her off.. It was just one kiss! I didn't even kiss her back! I can never do such thing! I never cheated on my dream girl Katelyn, now the only time I can be with her again is in my dreams.

"Tyly. When will Kate come out that box to play with me?" Asked my sister Cathy as she tug unto my shirt sleve.

My heart broke saying what I said "chubs, she can't ever come out again." I tried hard as possible to stop the tear that settled in my eyes.

"So she won't dress me up again for my 7th birthday?" Tears falling down her soft cheeks.

"I'm sorry sweety. She really wanted to though." I replied, my voice cracking.

"But she told me you guys will have a baby when she's as big as our mommy. I won't get to play with the baby now." More tears fell from her little eyes.

At that point I realized I can never have a family with the one girl I desired to call my wife. I couldn't refrain any longer. I grabbed her soft hands that laid still in a coffin and fell to my knees crying hard as I possibly can which made Cathy screamed.

Scarlett's P.O.V

My heart burns like garbage in a furnace staring at her gorgeous body lifeless in a coffin. Her long glowing blonde hair neatly held together by a pony tale, braided, lying beside her pale, gloved hand. If she was standing, I would have taken her for a bride in that beautiful white dress and in her tummy lies a lifeless little creature that no one, except me, knows about. After the funeral I may or may not, tell Tyler as well as my parents about the baby, but at this moment all I can think about is not being able to spend time with her, to startle her and laugh at her goofiness nor be able to share my problems to. It's all back to the way it once was, my hurt cooped up inside me and each day to die slowly with the guilt that if I hadn't called her that night to pick me up, she would still be alive!

My eyes are tired and swollen from tears that fell continously, nothing in my past has made me cried this way before. Why did it happen this way? Why do I keep making people's live a mess. I've torture her for years, now I'm the reason she's dead!! I can never forgive myself!

"Scarlett she's gone!" Chrystallia screamed making me feel worse.

"Kate!!" She cried holding unto her coffin. "Who am I going to annoy now? Who will I go shopping with? Who will I tell my problems to? I'm sorry!" She cried bearly able to sound the words.

I looked over at James who's cheeks are stained with tears. This funeral was the saddest I've ever been to. Even the pastor cried! Not because he was close to her, but just by witnessing how her death has hurt the people that love her , and that will make anyone tear.

As I looked over to my mom, my heart sank, she's been crying so long that her eyes are blood red. Marcus teared quietly, and if I'm not wrong, he's probably reminiscing of all the times he had yelled at her and how he probably wish he could take it all back.

Tyler parents are also crying, it's heartbreaking to watch how their son is beaten up over his girlfriend's death. He really did love her!

I guess her spirit is probably around here somewhere. I don't know what really happens after death, ive obviously never died to know. But according to my bible you either go to heaven or hell. I'm pretty sure she made it to heaven, she was indeed an earthly angel. But if her spirit is here, I know she'd be pleased to know her life wasn't a waste on earth, she really had people that cared and love her and she's probably pleading with God to restore life in her body. But that's just my wild thoughts, I can never really know.

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It's now seven years since Katelyn died and Tyler has not been able to move on. Every day for the first year he would go by her grave and talk to her for hours. I saw him take pizza a few times, she really loved that. Thousands of rose are buried near her grave, all from Tyler who took one everytime he visits. Today mak seven years since she died, and I'm currently standing at her grave weaping. Chrystallia left a few hours ago, I feel really bad for her, her relationship didn't work out with James who's actually the father of 2 boys at this point.

My mom still clean Kate's room and make her bed every day as if she will return one day.

Marcus still misses her, I know that by the way he would stop and look at her photo before he leaves for work.

And everytime I sit at the dining table I look up to see her cute glowing face, only to remember it's in my head and she would never be seated there again for as long as I shall live.

My heart melts everytime I look at the swinger in our back yard, it was her favorite spot. And sometimes I would see it swing gently at midnight as if her spirit is present there. I'm not scared, it makes me feel at peace.

Cathy is currently 13 years old, she's grown into such a beauty. She remembers vividly about her friend Kate and not once have I seen her neck without the necklace Kate gave her for her 6th birthday.

I didn't tell Tyler nor my parents about Kate's pregnancy until yesterday. It only made things worse. I didn't know how to share such news with them, I don't want them to hate Kate nor Tyler. But instead, they are mad at me for keeping it from them so long. And if I'm to be very honest, I'm happy about them being mad at me instead of Kate or Tyler. Last night I dreamt my dear sister Kate, it was the best dream I had in years. I felt as if she was right there with me and at this moment, as I'm sitting on this swing, I feel as if she's right next to me.......

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A/N

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