Author's Notez: Sorry about the LOOOOOOOONG update. I got grounded for almost a year. If I have disappointed anyone or angered anyone. I am truly sorry. This chapter will be the end/epilogue of the story, so sorry again if it is short. Now that that is out of teh way, lets get ready to REEEEEEAD! Also I do not own Family Guy.
"How can you live with yourself"I couldn't wake up. My daughter is dead, my family has left me, and my leg is asleep. Lois was right. "How CAN I live with myself?" Well, now I am. I don't have anyone in this god-forsaken house but my daughter's spirit and me. It is hard enough to live without my family, but now I am haunted by my daughter's vengeful, yet depressed spirit.
I still have a job, food, and all the essentials. Just one thing missing. My family. As I walk down the cold wooden stairs with a bag leg to eat my lonely breakfast, I think back to that day and wonder why. Why did I do that to my own flesh and blood?
It started out as a harmless joke and turned into a family tragedy.
I don't eat breakfast. I leave it there to sog and spoil. Just like my family left me after I told them what had happened. They all left after they had heard what I did to her. Without even saying a word. Lois, however, said one sentence. And it was in this time, 3 years ago, that I decide to do the world a favor. Call it "Unfinished Business".
I went up to the attic, which smelt of dust and cotton. In the cleared center of the room was a noose and a chair. I set this up a long time ago. I bet my family is just waiting for this to happen. That have been awaiting this moment since the day they left.
I can feel the presence of my daughter's cold, calculating spirit. I stand on the chair and put the noose around my fat neck.
"Here, folks, is where I take my last stand. After years of oppressing people you finally get vengeance." I shout to the high heavens. My feet are sweating in my shoes. My legs are shaking uncontrollably. My spine tingles and my stomach churns.
Because I am happy. I have also been waiting for this moment. The date of my daughter's death and my death shall be conjoined. I am crying. Tears. Tears of joy. I am so happy that this is happening. "So without further ado..."
I jumped.