A/N: I know it has been 2 years since I last wrote anything for this story, and that's because as I was writing it, it became very hard for me to write anything about Amy as it was all still pretty new, as it had only been a few days after her death when I began this story. This chapter is the final chapter, and it may not be as good as the rest of the chapters but I wrote this chapter on how I did eventually accept her death, and it did take me a couple years to accept it. Also, it is a short ending, as there really isn't anything more I can write without making it drag on with the same oldSo thank you to everyone who has already r&r'd this story, and to any new readers,thank you for reading it, and it would mean alot to me and Amy's family and friends if you took the time to review it aswell.
After my trip down memory lane, I decided it was time I went to Grace's grave. I hadn't gone there since the day they laid Grace down to rest; I couldn't bear the idea of her being gone forever so I simply did not go. I now stood there staring at the tombstone, and the wreath of flowers that her mom placed there every year on her birthday and could once again feel the tears form in my eyes. I felt the cool air surround my body and I felt a smile form on my face as the thought of the breeze being Grace signaling that she was there.
I sat down on the cold ground and began to talk to her like I used to so many years ago when we were kids, telling her about what was going on in my life and how I was getting married, and how my mom was getting impatient with all the time I was taking to get started on the planning of it. I then went on to tell her that after she had died I gave up on our dream to become the world's greatest doctors and became a pro wrestler, and how her memory kept me going in every match, which lead me to become the 7 time women's champ I am today. It really was just like old times, her and I sitting outside just rambling on about everything, it felt good to be able to do that again, knowing she was there listening to my every word with deep interest. I had to tell her about my future husband and how she would just love him, and how much he would adore her if she were here. There was that word, 'were'. She wasn't here anymore, and I had been talking to air for over an hour, I began to feel the anger build up inside me and the tears threatening to spill down my cheeks, as I began yelling.
"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME GRACE?! YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO ALWAYS BE THERE FOR ME, BE MY MAID OF HONOUR AT MY WEDDING, BE THE GODMOTHER OF MY CHILDREN, AND WHERE ARE YOU NOW? YOU'RE GONE; TO A PLACE WHERE I WILL NEVER, EVER SEE YOU AGAIN! YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO BE HERE WITH ME PLANNING MY WEDDING AND NOW WHAT DO I HAVE? I HAVE A DIFFERENT MAID OF HONOUR, DIFFERENT GODMOTHER AND AN EMPTY SEAT AT MY WEDDING BECAUSE YOU CHOSE TO LEAVE ME!"
As the anger subsided from within me I began crying, the only thing I wanted in the world was for her to be back here with me where she belonged, and she wasn't ever going to be, I was never going to be able to let go of her or accept the fact she was gone and not coming back, I don't think I wanted to accept that, because once I did, then I would of let go of her and I couldn't do that. She was my best friend, always had been, and always would be.
Once I had calmed down, I reached into my bag and pulled out a single yellow rose, and a wedding invitation. I kissed the invitation and as I taped it to her tombstone I spoke aloud to her,
"I wanted you to get your invitation to my wedding, I wanted you to know that you were invited, and that I would have a special place for you there."
I then placed the rose on the ground and slowly stood up from where I had been sitting, and looked to the sky. I again felt the breeze surround me and I smiled, a feeling of calm and inner peace that I hadn't felt in a long time.
I blew a kiss into the air, and began to slowly walk back to my car. Once I opened the door, I looked back at her grave and whispered softly to her one last time,
"Goodbye Grace, you always have and always will be a big part of who and what I am and I thank you for everything you ever brought into my life, I love you."
I blew one final kiss and took my last glance at her eternal resting place, before finally getting into my car and leaving, leaving behind Grace and the part of me that refused to let go her and drove off to everything I still had in my life.