Forgiveness
Okay here is another short one shot. I had this idea after I read Maximum Ride the Final Warning. So if you haven't read, click the back button now!
Okay well you know how there was Ari's funeral right? Well this is sort of like that except years and years in the future and for Jeb. So I hope you enjoy.
Reviews are ALWAYS welcome!
How do you forgive someone who is the cause of everything bad that has happened in your life? How do you forgive someone who is the reason that you lost your childhood at such a young age? How do you forgive someone who you were supposed to be able to trust and love?
Jeb was my father. But he was also the reason why I am the way I am. If it wasn't for Jeb then I wouldn't have had to grow up in a dog crate. If I wasn't for Jeb I wouldn't have had to run away from deadly erasers who kept trying to kill me.
He was such a good father to me when we lived in the E shaped house. He was such a good father to my entire flock. He made us lunch. When we were hurt he cleaned up our cuts. He taught us how to fight. He taught us how to read. Those were the best two years of our lives. He used to read to us before we could read. He read us stories. That is just a very fatherly thing. He wasn't too strict but he was strict enough to show that he cared. He was almost the perfect father… but then he disappeared and we thought that he had died. But he had gone to the school instead. Later we found out that he was alive, but that he worked for them.
That was years ago though. Years, and years. Now Jeb is dead. He died at a ripe old age of 77. Not too bad. Not the best though. He had a very stressful life… he however just died in his sleep. His body couldn't handle it anymore and he died in his sleep. But I had never forgiven him. Here I am an adult, with my own children. And I understand how much pain I put him through. If one of my own children told me that they hated me, I don't know if I would have been strong enough to handle that… I now understand Jeb. I did understand him the day my first child was born.
I just never could forgive him, whenever I tried to tell him, my vocal chords seemed to freeze… I couldn't say anything. I just couldn't. It took years to forgive Jeb… but I did. He just never knew it. And now here I am looking at his coffin being lowered into the ground… Fang reached over and squeezed my hand.
It was a cold, dreary day. I looked over at my flock. And my flock's flock. It meant so much to me that they were all here for me. They were my family. But Jeb was a part of my family too. He was a good grandfather too. Fang even learned to tolerate Jeb being around our kids. However Jeb and I never got back that closeness that we used to have. I walked closer to his grave and leaned down… just remembering. His smile, the little creases and wrinkles around his eyes… he was a good man, who made a lot of mistakes. If I never was in the school I never would have met my flock, and my flock and children are the best things in my life. Well along with my mom and Ella. So I do have something good from Jeb.
The wind whipped around me and a tear leaked from the corner of my eye, ran down my cheek, and onto the coffin I was leaned over. I reached down to grab a handful of dirt… my throat would always close up whenever I tried to say it before. But now I had to, it was my last chance. My voice was barely audible but it didn't matter, "I forgive you…….dad." I then threw the dirt down… and the sun came out behind the clouds. I know that sounds cheesy but the sun came out from behind the clouds.
I believe that somehow, somewhere Jeb heard me…
End!