one day
jasey's father came to the institution
after two weeks of jasey's death.
he called for me and i came to see him.
he sat down across me
on a wooden chair
in a black secluded room
as jasey had described.
"i'm just here
to clear up any confusion.
mr. irwin
i want you to know
that it was not jasey that had killed her dear mother.
her beautiful mother killed herself
but i loved her mother way too much
and refuse to believe that
she herself was the one to blame.
if jasey were still alive
i would tell her how much i love her
my sweetheart jasey
how i wish i never kicked her out."
and then i punched him in the face.
how dare this insolent monster
call my dear jasey his sweetheart.
he did not care for her
he did not drink pink wine with her
he did not sip black coffee with her
he did not watch old movies till midnight with her
he did not listen to countless records with her
he did not hold her when she cried
he did not kiss her
and he did not make love to her.
he did not love her-
he does not miss her.
jasey's memories
belonged to me
and me only.
:*:*:*
I will post the last chapter and epilogue tomorrow. Thanks for reading this far! Do you guys read my chapter names?
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insane. ➼irwin
Fanfiction➼we were both insane. especially on tuesdays. [lowercase intended] all ideas and writing are mine, 2014 mylittlepenguin
