The Last Light

Additional Chapter

Hello everyone! How are you all doing? So I decided to add this additional chapter that I wrote a long time ago and didn’t have the heart to update. I know many of you are not going to like this I know I don’t but some things have to be done :(

Anyway the sequel to this story is up ‘Anything But Perfection’ and it is so better than this one. A lot of people have been pointing out mistakes in this story so I just wanted to say that this is a story I wrote when I was only thirteen. Give me some credit people!

Anyway thank you if you are reading this

Additional Chapter

Quote: "The worst pain in the world goes beyond the physical. Even further beyond any other emotional pain one can feel. It is the betrayal of a friend."

I stood there staring off into space. It had been two years since everything had changed and I had met Jeremy again. Life had changed immediately when we had moved to a new city. Jeremy had a beautiful house someway off from the beach and the sea brought all the fresh air and the view that I so loved.

"Hey." Jeremy said coming up to me.

"I was missing you." I said smiling at him while I handed him a cup of coffee.

"And I was missing my fiancé." Jeremy said winking.

That was how time had come and gone. I had finally let all my dreams come true and had accepted Jeremy again as a part of my soul which he already was.

Both of us were very young but Jeremy had not wanted to waste any time.

I knew what I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life.

The past was too painful to be remembered so I had buried it inside my heart.

People had been and still were surprised at what a good couple we made. Although many had objected to us being very young we had taken no notice.

I was determined to make this work and so was Jeremy and it had worked.

It was sometimes still too unbelievable to think about it.

But I had to learn to accept it.

"Jeremy?" I said looking at him. There was something that had been going on my mind for a long time and I had decided it was time I brought it up.

"Hmm?" Jeremy asked.

"I know you may not like this but…"

"Come on say it." Jeremy said coming over to stand just inches away from me.

"Can we go and maybe see Dylan sometime?"

"Why?"

"I miss him. Whatever he did I don’t know it’s true but he still protected me all the time you weren’t there."

Jeremy put his arms around my waist.

"Okay as you wish."

"Do you know where he lives?" Jeremy asked.

"I guess he’s still in New York."

"I know his house. We can go there."

"Yeah sure whatever you think is right."

"Tomorrow then?"

"Yeah."

"Okay done." He smiled before he leaned down to kiss me.

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"Do you think he will still be here?" Jeremy asked as he jumped out of the car.

"He should be." I said looking up at the large house in front of me.

"Are you sure this is where Dylan lives?" I asked again.

"Yup."

In front of me there was this large house which seemed like it belonged to some one really rich. Dylan had never showed he was that rich or something so I was surprised. I thought what it would feel like when I met him.

What would he think when he sees Jeremy with me?

How will he be?

"You stay here. I’ll go check if he’s there." Jeremy said as he walked over to the main door. I paid better attention to the place around me.

New York. The city which held so many memories of me.

I had missed it but I couldn’t stay here anymore.

Jeremy returned.

"He’s not here. The house maid gave me an address to where we could find him. Let’s go."

"Okay."

Now we’d probably have to search the whole New York city for that guy. I wanted so badly to see him again.

We turned around many corners and roads and ended up on the road which led to the Green Tree Cemetery.

Cemetery?

"Jeremy? Uhh….why are we here?"

Jeremy didn’t answer. He parked the car out in the front of the gate to the cemetery.

We got out of the car.

Jeremy came over to me.

"Do you really want to see him?"

"Yes but how will I see him here?"

I got no response from Jeremy.

He took hold of my hand and we walked in.

There were so many headstones in the grass. Some brand new some old. All of them grey and sad looking.

The graveyard. Where the dead rested.

I had a horrible feeling in my stomach. The wind was blowing lightly making the autumn leaves blow here and there. The weather was gloomy giving a sad effect.

We walked over to a white beautiful marble headstone in a fresh patch of grass.

And on it something was written along with a name.

‘Here rests our beloved: Dylan Stiles’