HeartBreaker Vs HeartHealer {Travlyn FF} COMPLETED

{Chapter 21}

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-Travis-

I stood there, in the front row.

People surrounded around me.

It was, my dads funeral.

Laying in the tomb infront of me...

Was my dad.

I could see him sleeping there. His hair, already grey.

I was told ever since I didn't forgive him, he broke down.

Stopped taking care about himself. Quit his job.

And because of all of that...

He is gone.

It's my fault.

It truly is now.

I can't use the advice I told Katelyn, to stop blaming herself. Because it's really my fault.

I was the jerk.

The horrible son.

As I stood there, I realized how horrible I was.

My grandmother nudged me, telling me to tell a speech.

I nodded walking up to the podium.

There where about 100 eyes on me.

I took a deep breath and began speaking.

"Hi. My name is Travis Valcrump. And indeed I am the son of Jhon Valcrump"

A couple gasps escaped from the crowd, that I chose to ignore.

"My father... Wasn't the best parent. Growing up he would lock me in the house, barley paying attention to him. All because my mother passes away having me"

I let go a shaky breath and continued.

"Not long ago, maybe a month ago he called me begging for forgiveness. I turned him down since I was frustrated by him. For ruining my childhood. He would call me after that all the time, which I ignored."

I noticed my grandmother starting to cry.

"I hated him for everything he did to me. I thought he was the worst dad ever. I felt this way until I got a call yesterday... That he is gone"

I paused refusing to continue. I couldn't say this out loud. But I had to.

"I was told he was just over protective over me. He wanted me to have a great life. He just didn't know how to. I am a horrible son, for not forgiving him. For making him..."

"Die"

Tears began to roll down my eyes. I placed my hand on my eyes and mumbled.

"Dad... I love you"

And with that, I walked down. Into the crowd of now crying people.

Dad...

I'm sorry.

For being a horrible son.

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-Katelyn-

I stared at my phone that displayed, "54 missed calls to Travis"

Why wasn't he picking up? Is it my fault?

I had arrived from London not long ago, and was calling him like a maniac.

Did something bad happen to him?

I decided to go to his house.

And there I was facing his house door, that surprisingly has 3 locks.

I nocked, and to my surprise the door opened.

There stood Dante, boredly.

"H-hi..." I mumbled.

"Hey Katelyn. What do you need?"

"I'm looking for Travis."

He shook his head. "Well he isn't here."

He isn't... There?

"Where is he isn't there?"

"I can't say." He replied, pushing his hands through his blue hair.

"What do you mean?' I protested.

"If he didn't tell you, then he doesn't want you to know."

"Tell me!" I yelled, refusing to believe that Travis is hiding something from me.

I have told him everything about me. I trusted him.

Does he even trust me?

"I'm sorry but I can't"

I was about to protest until I got this weird feeling in my throat. I immediately started coughing. Though... this wasn't like my other cough-attacks.

It was...

Much worse.

I fell onto the floor in pain.

"Katelyn!' I heard mumbled voiced around me.

My vision blurred, so I closed my eyes.

Don't tell me...

Don't tell me that what happened to Chris...

Is happening to me?

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Hai!

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I'M SORRY FOR THE CLIF HANGER!

I REALY AM!

And sorry that I'm not really posting chapters that often as I said I was, I am working on a...

NEW STORY!

Yes... Another one.

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