Chapter One
(Eret's POV)
It's been three days...three days since my little sister, Amalie, committed suicide. Yesterday would have been her 28thbirthday.
On New Berk, we give her a funeral fit for a warrior, complete with flaming arrows shot at her ship that we set adrift.
That's when I black out.
When I wake up again, I'm in the world of the 21st century. It's August 1, 2022, and my mind fills with 21st century knowledge. I'm in front of this house, and, according to my phone, it's about 1:35PM, and a girl comes out of the house to check the mail. She turns, sensing someone is watching her, because I'm the one watching her. My parents are with me, but, unfortunately, it seems my sister is still gone. Still dead.
At the thought of my true love never meeting my sister...tears start pouring down my cheeks.
The girl approaches me, and, even through my tears, I can tell it's her – Rebekah.
"My love?"
"E-E-Eret? Is it really you?"
"It's really me, my love."
"What's wrong?"
"My – my...my sister, Amalie."
"Where is she?"
"She...she committed suicide three days ago."
My true love gasps, tears starting to roll down her cheeks.
"Oh, Eret. Baby, I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault, my love. You didn't know. How could you have known?"
"I'm still sorry."
"Thank you. I really wish you could have met her...you really would have liked her, and I know she would have liked you, too." I break down on my knees and Rebekah – Becky – wraps her arms around me, and she sobs with me, mourning the person she never met.
My parents join the hug, and, soon, it starts raining, and Becky invites us into the house as it starts to sprinkle.
We head into her house and Becky and I sit down on the couch and my parents sit in chairs...we don't say it, but we all know there's an empty space where Amalie should be.
Becky and I get to know each other over the next several hours, and we learn one more thing we have in common: we both have PTSD, hers from a past relationship, mine from Drago.
Her parents eventually come home from work, and it's time for Becky to introduce me to her parents.
"Mom, Dad. This is Eret...and he's my true love. My actual true love."
Becky's dad gets into the usual questions: drugs, alcohol, smoking, criminal record, those sorts of things.
It's then Becky's mum notices that I've been crying.
"Eret, is there something wrong?"
"Yes, ma'am, there is actually something wrong...my sister, Amalie, who would've been Becky's age as of yesterday...she killed herself on Friday."
"Eret, I am so sorry. Eret, Sr. and Ruby, I'm sorry for your loss as well."
"Thank you." We all reply.
"Mom, I know you don't approve of Eret and me sleeping together, even if we'll just be sleeping, but can he please stay the night?"
"Love, I don't want to impose on your parents or anything...it's alright."
"I don't know..."
"All we'll do is sleep. Besides, I'm asexual, and Eret respects that."
"I sure do, darling."
"Do you have any plans to move her far away?"
"Absolutely not. She told me how much her family means to her, so we'll be staying local."
"Brilliant. Eret can stay...for now."
"Thank you, Mom. So much!"
We have a quiet dinner, just the six of us...and I can't help but miss my sister, especially now, as I'm about to propose to Becky...I know we technically just met, but I don't care.
"Becky, darling? I know we just met, but I was wondering...will you make me the happiest man alive? Will you marry me?" I ask, kneeling in front of her.
"Yes, Eret! Yes, I'll marry you!"
Becky and I soon head to bed, and I wake up crying in the middle of the night, missing my sister.
But Becky is there to comfort me throughout the night.
