I stared at the rose in my hand. I kissed it and softly layed it on the floor. Infront of Steve's grave. It was a week after his death and honestly I don't know how I'm still in one piece. I kissed his grave. And stared at it for a few minutes. Reading what it had written.
"A loving friend. Son and husband." I whispered.
Every waking second of everyday I think about him. About what we could've done. About the life we could've had together. I stared at the sky and closed my eyes, a single tear falling from my eye.
"I love you Amore Mio" I whispered. A current of wind passed me. Taking my words with the sky and sending them off somewhere far away from here.
I stood up and walked home. The house had an empty silence. You could tell it was depressing. I stared at the living room and pictured Steve sitting on the couch laughing at the fact his favorite team won the game. I stared at the kitchen and pictured him cooking dinner. I walked at the desk and saw a paper in an envelope. I opened it and read it.
Name: Elena Randle.
Date: February 26, 1968
Sex: Female
Partner: Steve Randle (Husband)
Pregnancy test result:
Positive
Length of pregnancy: 5 weeks.
I closed the paper and set it back down on the table.
The end...
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Author's Note.
Wow. This is it. I had no idea I was gonna end it this way until a week ago. At first I had planned to make this a happy story. With a happy ending. But then I kinda said "fuck it" and well. Here we are.
I guess with everything going on, all the Corona thing. I've come to realize that tomorrow is never sure. We can't guarantee that we have tomorrow to live. We can't guarantee that we have tomorrow to fix our mistakes. Or live our life. I've learned that if you love someone. You tell them. And this fanfic helped me bring that out.
This fanfic is a huge part of me. It allowed me to grow my writing and make it better. I can't thank you guys enough for the support this story has received.
I tried everything in my power to make this story enjoyable for you as the reader. And maybe I need to improve. Or maybe no one really liked this story because it was Steve. And not many people like Steve.
As you can tell from the few last chapters. Dallas has developed a soft spot for Elena. And well, now you can decide. Now that Steve passed away, will Dallas be with Elena. And help raise the baby?
That is uniquely up to you.
Thank you for the immense support this story has gotten and thank you for being along for the ride. I will be taking a short break from writing. Maybe I'll have the new fanfics chapter out the first day of January. I'm not sure. So far, thank you for all your kind words. I love all of you.
I'm still trying to figure out if it would be worth it to post it on Instagram. Doing that is something big, out of my comfort zone. And I'm not going to lie, I want my writing to be appreciated. I do really spend a lot of my time on it. :/
And thank you for sticking along.
This ending was probably not the one y'all wanted but hey, not everything in life is happy.
But as readers and writers we have to adapt to the concept of life. And although I could've technically saved Steve, I decided it would be okay to kill the main character. At least for this one.
And again, thank you for the immense support I recived while writing this story.
~ me 🤍