The Journey
Epilogue:
I can't do it anymore. It's slowly killing me inside. I can't eat, I can't sleep. Every time I talk to someone, the guilt gets stronger as I realize more and more what we've done. I can't go outside without panicking, thinking everyone suspects us and knows what we did.
I don't know what to do, I feel so confused. Like a little girl, I just want my mom and dad to hug me and tell me everything's going to be okay, but that can't happen, I can't talk to them anymore and I can never see them again. It hurts me so badly knowing that they are hurting because they've lost both of their children. Listening to my father trying to hold back tears as I tell him I can never talk to him again over the phone nearly broke me. My father never cries, ever.
I kept on going though, I had to be strong but I can't do it anymore. I just want to give up but if I do, everything will turn out worse. If we had just handled the situation differently, none of this would have happened. All I can think now is different things we can do.
Do we keep on running? Do we keep on hiding? Do we give ourselves up?
Question after question and I can never think of the right answer. I'm sad my life turned out like this, I ruined any chance of a good future I could have had. But I'm also thankful, because if it hadn't happened, I wouldn't have fallen in love. I wouldn't have realized my own feelings and I wouldn't have gotten so close to the person that means more than the world to me.
I believe in fate, I think we just went the hard way round it.
It was never supposed to be easy.
A/N Hi everyone! So, this is my first long story that actually has chapters. This is the epilogue and I would love it if you can review and tell me what you think of it and if people seem to enjoy it I will continue the story and hopefully we'll get it finished. And my story is going to be very different from my other ones so prepare for lots of drama and angst which is a change.
Please review, it would mean a lot! (: