Diary of the Past

~~ Chapter 6 ~~

~* The Point of End *~
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Rebecca sat in her shared room, tears rolling down her face. She closed the old diary of hers and stood from the bed.
"Honey, breakfast is ready!" A voice came from the kitchen. She walked from the room, quietly shutting the bedroom door and joining Jacob for breakfast.
"You weren't up all night were you?" He asked, a worried expression plastered his face.
"I'm not quite sure." Rebecca told him honestly. "All I know is that I've been reading for a while now. I just got to the part where I mentioned you actually." Her voice sounded distant and exhausted.
It had been true that she stayed up all night reading through that old book of hers, the one she hadn't touched in years. It was torn, folded, and some pages curled from having water spilled on it. It was still in tact though, if anyone asked, Rebecca would easily be able to take it out and show them.
What would she have down without it?
A hand gently placed on her back brought her out of her thoughts.
"After we eat you should sleep darling." He said with a smile. She nodded, and began to eat with him.
"Thank you.." She mumbled, without any real context.
"What do you mean?"
"I-I mean, for actually coming when we would meet up and well, staying with me through all that time. You were the only person who stuck."
His smile depleted, he was just looking at her in shock until he finally spoke.
"Rebecca, you've thanked me already for this. You know I'm never going to leave you"
"I know, but-"
"No buts. I understand you were going through your old diary, but don't dwell on the past darling. You can hurt yourself by doing that."
"You're right." She smiled, kissing his cheek. "There's one thing I need to do before I can sleep."
"And what's that?"
"I'll tell you later, I promise."
With that said, she stood up with her plate, rinsing it off and placing it in the dishwasher. She walks back to the bedroom and grabs her diary, opening it to the very last page.
It was the only blank page left. So as a way to finally depart from it, she wrote in it one last time.
Dear diary,
It's been years, hasn't it?
I keep reading through you, thinking about everything that happened in my life. I can play it out as a movie, every single time. As this being the last page, I want to thank you and everyone for being here with me. You helped clear my thoughts from a stressful, exciting, or any other extraordinary day. My mother who was always supportive of me, Jacob who has stuck with me through everything. My friend for being there for me in middle and high school.
But as I'm running out of space, I have to depart now. Thank you and goodbye,
Sincerely, Rebecca.
She closed a book with a thud, locking it, and putting it into her closet. It felt as if a burden had lifted from her shoulders. Rebecca got up from her spot, closing the blinds and turning off nearby lights in order to fall asleep.
She laid down on the bed, closing her eyes and falling asleep. Jacob, now her husband, worked on cleaning dishes and running the dishwasher, stopping and checking on Rebecca everyone now and then.
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The two enjoyed life together. They had a little girl and raised her well. She was popular because of her outstanding personality, but wasn't very lacking in appearance either. She had a small group of friends who would always show her the most love they could. She, like her mother, had picked up drawing and loved it with every stroke of the pencil.
She was a small girl, dark brown hair and blue-green eyes, almost looking exactly like her father. She had freckles, like her mother, and light peached skin, carrying from both parents.
School stressed her out, but nonetheless she still tried her best.
Now this little girl wasn't a brat, but had her moments. She would argue for tv rights and being able to control the channels. She was still a star in her parents eyes though.
Rose Robbins carried through life successfully, making both of her parents proud.
In the end, they were happy, with everything. They accepted harsh moments openly and carried through them together with a smile.
And that's brings us to the end of our journey through the life and pages of Rebecca.
And even to her time right now, her diary is still in her closet, left untouched, unless it was needed to move.
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The End.
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