The Next Chapter of Our Lives

Epilogue: Don't Forget Me

Here is the end my friends. (Chapter title taken from the song later in the chapter)

I had two more kids in 20 years. Nothing happened either. Yeah, sure, 2020 sucked, but we got over it. Then there were the 2030s, which we called the "The Great Depression Part 2: The Big Sad." Everyone pretty much got some form of depression, and our music popularity skyrocketed. Don't get me wrong we didn't turn into assholes because we were the most listened to band, right next to Panic! at the Disco, we just made sure our music quality didn't go down. We all retired shortly after.

It's been 40 years since the whole Andy incident, and nothing too big has happened since. Obviously, I'm thrilled about that, but it means that I get vigorous training, and I have to handle the more diplomatic side rather than the fighting side now.

Now I'm legally 83, same with Jazmin, Ashley, and Liam. I can tell their time is coming soon, but I don't want them to go. What will I do without them? Why did I agree to this whole immortal thing?

I locked myself in the studio in the band house when I heard the news. On August 3, 2086, Liam died. I curled up into a ball and cried until Jazmin and Ashley came. He was 89. His funeral was held the next week.

Ashley was next. She was 94, and it was June 14, 2091. Jazmin and I drank that night. Once again, the funeral was held the next week.

She's 96- we're 96. I'm crying profusely.

"I can't lose you too." Jazmin gave me a weak smile.

"Don't forget us, and we'll always be here with you, okay?" I nodded. We talked until she said she was tired. I cried even more when the monitor flatlined.

"No!" I can't lose her, she's my best friend, she saved my life more times than I can count! I started CPR. "Jazmin, please! I'm not ready to lose you too!" 22-23-24-25-26-27-28-29-30, 2 breaths. The nurses tried pulling me off, "No, I have to save her!"

December 12, 2093.

I didn't get out of bed until her funeral the week after. I got wasted later that night and ended up faking my death. I recapped all the good times too.

I remember the day we met Ashley and Liam; we were all just a few teenagers struggling to make it in a world filled with death. A world that didn't want us to succeed.

I remember the day we got our first gig. Oh, how excited we were, and how amazed we were when the kids clapped after our cover of "The Night We Met" by Lord Huron.

I remember when we signed on to our first record label, but we acted out too much for them, so we signed on with the Muses' instead.

I remember when we bought the band house.

I remember when we had our first concert.

I remember every time we went out for drinks and every time we got dinner at some restaurant.

I remember when Ashley and Liam got married, and I remember when Jazmin got married to her wife.

I remember when Jazmin adopted Micah, her son, and when Ashley and Liam had their daughter.

I remember the first time we won an award and the last time.

I remember everything, and I will always love those memories.

Apollo had to pry the bottle of whiskey from my hand the next night, and then he took me to meet Uncle Hades. When I gave him a confused look, Uncle H put a hand on my shoulder, and shadow traveled us to the Underworld.

"They're in Elysium because you guys have saved lives with your music, not to mention how much you all advocated for human rights." He took me to see them. I cried as they hugged me.

"I don't think-" Jazmin put her hand over my mouth.

"The universe still needs you to be a hero."

"I need you."

"Not anymore," Jazmin said, "You have Apollo and all the children you'll have in your immortal lifespan." I looked at Ashley.

"She's right." I hugged them all, and we talked for a while. In the end, I got a goodbye most people dream of. I thanked both the gods that made it happen profusely.

Apollo faked his death a few months later, and Marisol turned the band house into a memorial and got it protected by the city by pulling a few strings.

In 2452, Chaos died. About a week later, a ceremony was held, and I took her place. It felt sickening to see her throne get replaced with mine, but I was told it had to be done.

I sat down in front of the piano that night and played a note. The note turned into a familiar song, and I started singing.

"I thought all of my hope was gone until you walked in." Flashes of memories of Jazmin and Apollo went through my mind.

"Showed this broken-down body of bones that this life is worth it." A bittersweet smile showed on my face as I remembered my time with the band and the Seven.

"Gave me everything a person could ask, made my world so perfect." A tear fell from my eye.

"So I pray each and every night

That this loves worth the risk

If I don't make it through the night

Don't forget me

Keep me in your memory

Let me be your favorite angel

Just keep on moving on

Remember

That life always gets better

Cry for me but

Promise, Darling

You'll keep on staying Strong

You're the worlds most extravagant girl

I just can't understand

I'm a time bomb that's ticking away

Still, you're holding my hand

You say what's love without the pain

Without a chance that it could break

It's not real

That it's not ever gonna change

And you're forever gonna stay

Right here

Don't forget me

Keep me in your memory

Let me be your favorite angel

Just keep on moving on

Remember

That life always gets better

Cry for me but

Promise Darling

You'll keep on staying Strong

Look at me, look at me in the eye

You've given me a perfect life

I'm promising, this ain't goodbye

Everything will be alright."

In some parts, I felt like I was singing for them, and other lines were my responses.

"I miss you guys," I whispered before Apollo came and sat with me through the night.

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This is the end guys. I'm sorry for everything I put you through with this story, and I'm sorry to end it, but I had to let go of this story. On the bright side, I will have more time for my other stories now that this isn't my main focus. See you guys on my other works hopefully, and, well, don't forget me, keep me in your memory, let this be your favorite story. :)

Bye, I guess.