twihard77 hit the nail on the head with their "write a letter from Kendall's pov" idea, which was my original plan. I thought people might find it stupid, but apparently not, so here goes.
However, there are going to be two epilogues. I couldn't resist showing Kendall's kid, so if I'm on your alert list, keep me on for one more chapter. This story is really hard to let go of (But I'm sure that as soon as I do, my Geometry grade will go up substantially).
Dear Guys,
I love you all so much and feel so bad for hurting you. But if I had seen any other way to do it, I would have. And it's way too late for what ifs. This is a better place anyway.
Logan, I hope you know that you don't have to do everything now. Of course, how many times did you tell me that, and how many times did I ignore you? I probably deserve to be ignored by now. But I appreciate that, as you said, my child will grow up knowing that it's wrong to slap people, that conceitedness is not a good idea, that crazy stunts are fun, but dangerous, and that education is important. And of course you have to teach them hockey. That was never debatable.
James, I knew that you would feel guilty. But honestly, I'd rather you be feeling guilty than feeling dead. I hope you know that I understand and that I'm still glad that I did what I did. And don't feel burdened to my family – you don't owe them a lifelong debt or anything.
Carlos, stay innocent. Please. That's all I can ask of you.
Katie, I love you so, so much. I hope that you grow up and get married and have a happy life, and can tell your children about "Uncle Kendall" who never met them but loves them anyway. Don't waste years mourning me (though missing me is perfectly acceptable).
Jo. I hope you know that I'm sorry. I hope Camille knows too, since she's apparently so mad at me. I'm sorry that you have to go through this, but I'm ecstatic about the baby on the way. I wish I could teach her to play hockey and watch Logan tutor her after school. I wish that I could teach her the proper way to slide down a swirly slide or how to tease James as he talks to his reflection. But I can't. The guys can, though. Please let them. I love you, sweetie.
Mom, thanks for everything. You did perfectly.
Love,
Kendall
P.S. I don't think you'll get this. But that's what you said about your letters, isn't it?
