When we met
So I guess y'all were expecting this to be the epilogue, but I thought and thought and couldn't come up with a chapter that didn't give any spoilers for the second part. So I wrote this sneak peak of the second part. I made sure that this wouldn't actually tell you what was gonna happen.
But anyway, thank you all for being here, for supporting this story and for not giving up on me, I started writing this without actually expecting people to like it, so thank you.
America's POV
"After all this years?" I asked.
"Yeah" he said, with hesitation. I slammed my hands on the desk, and hanged my head between my shoulders.
"So after all that's happened, you expect me to come to you with open arms, don't you?" I exclaimed as I turned to look at him, his still beautiful face.
"So why did you leave?" I asked with tears rolling down my face.
"I had to, it was getting to complicated, and you know what happened with my father and all" he said, his voice begging me to listen.
"I understand that, I really do, but you left me when I needed you the most. You could have at least said goodbye" I really did understand why he left, the mess in which we had gotten became bigger and bigger with the pass of days, but he didn't even look back.
"Can you at least forgive me? I'm not even asking you to take me back, just forgive me" he pleaded.
"How Maxon?"
So there it is, I know its short but this gives you an idea of how things will be on the second part.
I know most of you are probably like 'what the actual fuck?' but I promise things will get better later on, and that what happened was necessary, this story does have a happy ending.
So see you on a couple of months, or less.