Alive || Muke

Epilogue

|| ONLY YOU AND I, ONLY YOU AND I, MY LOVE, LISTEN TO IT || 

and so everything michael had said about me and him did come true. we got married, we got a child. his name was paphos. michael and i lived such a perfect life. everything seemed so right. there was never a moment where neither of us were happy because this time, there was no one to come in between us.

michael and i left home; we never returned. my parents were nothing more than a memory now that i sometimes think of. everything was much better now -- for michael and i at least. i didn't hear from rebecca or her family after that night. the news was filled with michael coming in and objecting. i laughed for days, and till this moment i laughed at the memory. apparently people were hiding, trying to capture the first kiss for the news. there was a million euro prize for the person who caught the first kiss, so when michael objected, that was how people knew.

it felt like just yesterday michael and i got married. aphrodite blessed us with everything; love, a house, a child. every six months i made her a gift, something new, something different. it was the only way we knew how to repay her.

it was funny how time flied by so quickly because i can recall every second of our honeymoon. it felt like it happened less than a month ago, but in reality it was about sixty years ago. it felt like michael was still around me, holding me tightly whispering cute things to me when in reality he was burried six feet under the ground. it was this time last year he passed away.

michael gordon clifford-hemmings

1995-2079

best friend

husband

a father

he was eighty-four when he passed away. the age i am right now. every day since the day he passed away i came and visited his grave. some days i'd see paphos come. he looked all grown up, and had such a beautiful wife and children. some days they would come over, play and run around. their smiles were so beautiful and so big. they all looked so happy at all times. michael used to tell me it was because they were blessed too. apparently the whole family is blessed till the last one dies. the thought of them ending up so happy in their future made me so happy.

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luke hemmings-clifford

1996 - 2084

a best friend

a husband

a beloved father

five years later luke hemmings-clifford was found dead. he slept one night and never woke up. his son paphos was the one who found him dead. people always say that he never deserved to be the one who saw his own father dead. but he didn't reply because at least he didn't see his lover dead like luke did. he always thought it was luke who was so strong because he managed so much, before michael was his and after michael had passed away. 

at the funeral, paphos did not shed a tear. he could not get his head wrapped around the fact he had neither of his parents around. when his wife asked him why he did not cry, he replied "they will always be here," and pointed at his heart.

and the story of the red haired boy who somehow became alive lived forever, just like the story of the idiotic blond who refused to fall in love with anyone else did, too.

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I hope you all enjoyed the story! Thank you to those who were there from the start and didn't give up on me while my updating was very shite and thank you to those who found the story about half way through and started reading. For those who will come across this book, thank you as well for not giving up half way through.

I'm starting new stories in the next few days so if you'd check them out, that would be kickass.

I love you all so dearly.

- Neam