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Epilogue

Dear Mommy,

I'm writing this letter to you because I have so many things to tell you. I love you. I don't think I ever got to tell you that. Not with those three words, anyway. Dad loves you, too. Don't think that he doesn't. He loves you. No matter how many times he tried to forget you, you would always be there. He tried to forget you, believe me he did. But Mom, you ripped a hole in his heart when you left. Yes, he has Diane, but she couldn't quite fix him either. You are the wound and Diane is the bandage but the wound keeps bleeding.

Chase, Scott, Adam, and Aria love you, too. You were always something more than a baby sitter and a friend to them. Gerard. He loved you, too…Well, to a certain extent. I think he loved that whenever we needed you. Ha, now I'm realizing what a shallow and selfish love that is. But Gerard did like you a lot. And thank you, for letting us be together.

Oh God, there are so many things I never got to tell you. I don't think I told you about when I read the Harry Potter books. I stated reading them when Jacob gave me the complete set when I was nine. I finished them all. When I turned eleven, I think I died a little when I didn't get my Hogwarts letter. I mean, didn't we all?

You know, I think Gerard was annoyed that I got pregnant so easily. But I can't blame him…I was annoyed, too. I mean, it's nice just to sleep with your husband without worrying about getting pregnant. But don't get me wrong, he loves the kids. He loves them more than anything… (Well, except for me, haha).

Chase…He's like the Harry Potter of our family. He so damn passionate about soccer, he's loyal to his friends, and he has black hair and green eyes! I don't think you know how thrilled Gerard was when he found out that Chase had Gerard's father's eyes. But he's also a book worm…He's one of a kind.

Scott…He's the second oldest and the quietest. He's very smart, as you know. I was so proud when he made it into Yale. He's CEO of some big business. But I don't know…He'll always be my baby.

Adam…he's a trouble maker. Give him fireworks and he'll blow up the whole damn house. He wasn't into sports that much. He was my emo boy…But he didn't cut himself. Emo sounds so strange coming from me now. I can't believe that I was one of those kids who would make them selves bleed.

Aria…She's my flower, my only girl. She's sweet and shy and a tomboy. She still is…She still despises the color pink. She's actually a skater girl. Not Avril Lavigne skater girl. Even I know that she was a disgrace to all punk and skater women out there. Grr…She used to tick me off. Haha.

My God, I remember the time Gerard came home late…like really late. And he was drunk. The kids were pretty young by that time and Aria was still a few months old. Gerard came stumbling into the house, yelling for me. I remember putting Aria down and running to Gerard so I could shut him up. He was staggering around and screaming for me at the tops of his lungs. I grabbed his arm and told him to be quiet.

"WHY SHOULD I BE QUIET?" He yelled.

"The kids…they're asleep," I whispered.

"WHO CARES? WAKE THEM UP!" He yelled again. And then he smashed a vase on the floor. He grabbed some china and threw it against the floor.

The boys were awake, I could tell. But they didn't come out of the room and I'm glad that they didn't. Gerard finally collapsed on our bed and slept. I went to sleep in Aria's room. After a few minutes, Scott, Adam, and Chase came running in. They said that they didn't want to sleep alone. So of course, I set up sleeping bags for everyone. The next morning Gerard apologized to me and the kids. It never happened again.

When Chase was 17, he had a girlfriend he was really serious about. So Gerard and I gave him THE TALK. We told him about how I got pregnant when I was 17 and Gerard didn't know because he left. And then we told him about how I was stupid enough to go to a party and drink. And then I told him about the guy who threw me off the balcony. I told him everything…except for the vampires…I kept that to myself.

You know how you used to tell me that Rosalie hated you? I don't think she hates you. I just think she's jealous. When I took one look at her, I knew what she wanted. She wanted to be one of those mothers who stay home with the kids and still be pretty. But mostly she just wanted kids. You saw how she acted when she first saw Chase. She tried to act all aloof, but I saw in her eyes that she wanted just to hold him. Don't be mad at her Bella, she doesn't hate you. She's just sad…You had everything she wanted.

Well, this letter is getting a bit long. When you get this, I'll be with Gerard. Hopefully in heaven…Don't cry or don't feel bad. You are the best mom.

Love always,

Alice


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xoxo,

Melissa