Epilogue
Tyler's funeral was a week later. Friends if my mother and father came to pay their respects. Greg and I stayed together the whole time. I could tell he was in pain but he refused to go home. He wanted to be there for me. And I was grateful for that.
I was surprised to see Jason at the funeral. He smiled at me in the church and later at the wake he came over and talked to me.
"I'm sorry for everything Hope," he said.
"That's alright Jason," I told him. I was too tired to be mad at anyone anymore. I wanted to start fresh with all the relationships in my life.
Jason left a little while later. He seemed a lot better than the last time I had seem him. Maybe Tyler had changed him. He seemed a lot more humble and not as cocky as he used to be. I wished him the best.
As promised, my mother and Trevor told me about my real father. My mother cried the whole time. I could tell she had really loved him and she still missed him. He seemed to be a very good person. He had chased my mother after she left Toronto. He never gave up on her or their love even when my mother had. I wished even more that I could have known him.
My mother told me later that she was glad to have known Derek even if it led to so much heartbreak later.
"It's better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all," she said.
Greg and I finished the school year with honours and spent the entire summer together. My mother definitely noticed how close we had become.
"You and Greg are in love," she said one morning in September a day before school would start again.
"Yes," I answered.
"Be careful, don't make the same mistakes I made with your real father," she said. I knew she loved Trevor but she missed my real father and she would give anything to take back the hurt she had caused him.
"I will be careful," I told her.
So life went on. The house had a different atmosphere. It was more open and inviting now that the truth had been let out of the bag. We learned to remember Tyler but not dwell on him. I knew I would never forget him. I hung out with Colin a lot more because I knew how fragile life was and I didn't want to have any regrets when our time came.
When springtime rolled around again, Greg and I were graduating from high school. We were both planning on going to York University in Toronto for school. I wrote a letter to Fred to tell him. I told him that we would visit once in awhile. He wrote back saying that he'd love to see us again and he and Ryan were doing very well together.
"Hope," my mother called to me. I was sitting on the dock thinking about everything that had happened in the last year. She came down and sat beside me. She had been so much happier lately. I think the pressure of all the lies had been putting too much stress on her. Now she could relax knowing that Tyler was safe and the truth was out.
"There is one more thing that I have to tell you," she said.
I turned toward her and narrowed my eyes. I thought I knew all the secrets now. There couldn't possibly be more, "What?" I asked nervously.
"You remember I told you about my grandmother, Maxine, right?" she asked.
"Yes," I said slowly.
"Well when she died, the same night as your father, she left her entire estate to you," Mom told me. She smiled.
"What?" I asked in shock. I knew how big Maxine's house was. I knew she was rich and she had lived in the rich part of Toronto.
"You are a millionaire Hope," Mom said.
I was speechless. I had not been expecting this. I didn't know if this was a good thing or not.
My mother told me that I would own the mansion in Toronto when I turned twenty one and that all Maxine's money was in a trust fund waiting for that same birthday. I still had three years to wait but that didn't matter. I wanted to go to school and experience the student's life. Right now I didn't think I would even want to live in Toronto so far away from my family. But maybe after Greg and I got married, which we were still planning on doing, we could decide our future together.
"I have something to tell you too," I told my mother.
"What is it Hope?" she asked.
"Greg and I want to get married," I said.
She stared at me a minute and then she smiled, "That's great! You two are perfect for eachother," but then her face darkened, "But honey, promise me you will finish school first, you have seen how sad Erin is because she has nothing to do but stay home and live through her son,"
"I promise Mom," I told her, "We will be careful and make sure we do it the right way,"
"Good," she said. She hugged me tightly.
Despite everything that had happened, I knew that my mother loved me. She only wanted the best for me and so did I.
When I had a family of my own, I promised myself, that I would always do the right thing. No matter how hard it was. The next generation of Jamieson and Cartwright's would not go through what the previous ones had to.
Finally we would be happy. Finally.
THE END!!
***A/N***So there it is. I'm finished the series. Unless.maybe a prequel is in the works. I need a little feedback.should I write a prequel or is this the end of the Jamieson's? Let me know!! I appreciate every single review I have gotten from all of you. They have given me the confidence I needed to write this series. Even if this is the end of the Jamieson's , you have not seen the end of me. I will be back with more crazy VCA fan fiction ideas. Thanks everyone!
Tyler's funeral was a week later. Friends if my mother and father came to pay their respects. Greg and I stayed together the whole time. I could tell he was in pain but he refused to go home. He wanted to be there for me. And I was grateful for that.
I was surprised to see Jason at the funeral. He smiled at me in the church and later at the wake he came over and talked to me.
"I'm sorry for everything Hope," he said.
"That's alright Jason," I told him. I was too tired to be mad at anyone anymore. I wanted to start fresh with all the relationships in my life.
Jason left a little while later. He seemed a lot better than the last time I had seem him. Maybe Tyler had changed him. He seemed a lot more humble and not as cocky as he used to be. I wished him the best.
As promised, my mother and Trevor told me about my real father. My mother cried the whole time. I could tell she had really loved him and she still missed him. He seemed to be a very good person. He had chased my mother after she left Toronto. He never gave up on her or their love even when my mother had. I wished even more that I could have known him.
My mother told me later that she was glad to have known Derek even if it led to so much heartbreak later.
"It's better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all," she said.
Greg and I finished the school year with honours and spent the entire summer together. My mother definitely noticed how close we had become.
"You and Greg are in love," she said one morning in September a day before school would start again.
"Yes," I answered.
"Be careful, don't make the same mistakes I made with your real father," she said. I knew she loved Trevor but she missed my real father and she would give anything to take back the hurt she had caused him.
"I will be careful," I told her.
So life went on. The house had a different atmosphere. It was more open and inviting now that the truth had been let out of the bag. We learned to remember Tyler but not dwell on him. I knew I would never forget him. I hung out with Colin a lot more because I knew how fragile life was and I didn't want to have any regrets when our time came.
When springtime rolled around again, Greg and I were graduating from high school. We were both planning on going to York University in Toronto for school. I wrote a letter to Fred to tell him. I told him that we would visit once in awhile. He wrote back saying that he'd love to see us again and he and Ryan were doing very well together.
"Hope," my mother called to me. I was sitting on the dock thinking about everything that had happened in the last year. She came down and sat beside me. She had been so much happier lately. I think the pressure of all the lies had been putting too much stress on her. Now she could relax knowing that Tyler was safe and the truth was out.
"There is one more thing that I have to tell you," she said.
I turned toward her and narrowed my eyes. I thought I knew all the secrets now. There couldn't possibly be more, "What?" I asked nervously.
"You remember I told you about my grandmother, Maxine, right?" she asked.
"Yes," I said slowly.
"Well when she died, the same night as your father, she left her entire estate to you," Mom told me. She smiled.
"What?" I asked in shock. I knew how big Maxine's house was. I knew she was rich and she had lived in the rich part of Toronto.
"You are a millionaire Hope," Mom said.
I was speechless. I had not been expecting this. I didn't know if this was a good thing or not.
My mother told me that I would own the mansion in Toronto when I turned twenty one and that all Maxine's money was in a trust fund waiting for that same birthday. I still had three years to wait but that didn't matter. I wanted to go to school and experience the student's life. Right now I didn't think I would even want to live in Toronto so far away from my family. But maybe after Greg and I got married, which we were still planning on doing, we could decide our future together.
"I have something to tell you too," I told my mother.
"What is it Hope?" she asked.
"Greg and I want to get married," I said.
She stared at me a minute and then she smiled, "That's great! You two are perfect for eachother," but then her face darkened, "But honey, promise me you will finish school first, you have seen how sad Erin is because she has nothing to do but stay home and live through her son,"
"I promise Mom," I told her, "We will be careful and make sure we do it the right way,"
"Good," she said. She hugged me tightly.
Despite everything that had happened, I knew that my mother loved me. She only wanted the best for me and so did I.
When I had a family of my own, I promised myself, that I would always do the right thing. No matter how hard it was. The next generation of Jamieson and Cartwright's would not go through what the previous ones had to.
Finally we would be happy. Finally.
THE END!!
***A/N***So there it is. I'm finished the series. Unless.maybe a prequel is in the works. I need a little feedback.should I write a prequel or is this the end of the Jamieson's? Let me know!! I appreciate every single review I have gotten from all of you. They have given me the confidence I needed to write this series. Even if this is the end of the Jamieson's , you have not seen the end of me. I will be back with more crazy VCA fan fiction ideas. Thanks everyone!
