6 Months With Mr.popular [COMPLETED]

EPILOGUE

Song - Too good at goodbyes - Sam Smith.

Jane's point of view

It takes 10 seconds after you wake up before the thing comes back, every pain, everything just comes back.

I sat up, I looked at my room, this has been my safe haven. My heart feeling heavy, I just wanna rip it out of my body.

I have cried too much that I can't even cry any longer. I groaned when I heard a knock on my door.

"Jane, please you have been in there for days now, come out. You have to eat something." I heard my mum's voice.

I don't feel hungry, I don't feel anything.  

"Jane, he is getting buried today," Freya said.

guess it's true.

"Go away," I yelled.

"Jane?" I heard Freya's pleading voice.

"I said go away," I yelled louder as I covered my ear with my pillow.

Please, just go.

"I am sure he would have wanted you there." I still managed to hear.

Everywhere became silent.

Much better.

I sat up and looked down to the necklace that Hunter gave me.

"Why?" I whispered.

"Why did you leave me, I fought to stay alive, I fought for us." My voice breaks.

I turned around only to see a foreign reflection in the mirror, it is me but it is not.

I got out of bed and walked towards the mirror to have a better look at the foreigner.

I looked at my dead eyes, the bags under it. I looked at my scattered hair, I picked the scissors on the table.

I took a huge part of my hair and I cut it. I continued cutting, I stopped and looked at the mirror.

I still don't look better.

I spotted a picture of me and Hunter, I moved closer to pick it up. A sad smile crept on, my first smile since my surgery.

I knew there is somewhere I had to be.

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I found myself walking towards where Hunter is to be buried, I spotted my friends, I walked up to them.

"Glad you came," Scott muttered. I did not give a reply.

I just stared at the coffin. I felt my heart squeeze as they rolled the coffin into the ground.

He is really gone.

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Months passed and my life went back to how it was, I stopped talking to the guys, I tried avoiding Freya.

Like that's even possible.

I focused more on my books, it was better that way. Now I am in my room staring at my acceptance letter sent by Harvard University.

I made it.

I smiled, I turned around when I heard a knock on my door.

"Come on in," I yelled as I sat up.

"Hey." Freya entered.

"Hey," I replied. Things have been really awkward between us.

"You look great." I smiled at her as I looked at her prom dress.

"I got a dress for you, for prom." She lifts a pink dress up.

"I am not going," I muttered.

"Jane?" She whined.

"I. Said. I. Am. Not. Going." Picking each word carefully.

"You know its not fun that you are pushing all of us away." She dropped the cloth before leaving.

I rolled my eyes, as I picked the dress. It is really cute, there is only one person I want to see it on me.

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I walked towards Hunter's grave wearing the dress Freya bought and flower in my hands.

"Hey," I whispered as I sat on the grass. I placed the flower on the tombstone.

"I got accepted into Harvard." I gave a low laugh.

Silence.

" I wish you were here." I felt liquid touch my lips.

My first tears in months.

"I miss you so much." I cried.

"I just.. I just wanna say thank you, I had the best 6 months of my life and I won't trade that for a thing." I smiled at his grave.

I heard the loud rumbling.

Seriously now.

I did not move an inch, I just kept on staring at his grave. I felt the rain dropping, my body getting wet.

I still did not move, I noticed that rain stopped falling on me, I looked up to see Scott holding an umbrella.

"I will drive." He smiled as he lifted me up. I walked with him towards the car. I looked back at Hunter's grave

I love you...

The end

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