Epiloge- What Could've Been

The tale of Faye and Matt is over, neather can be together, and they are burning forever. Faye sees what she could've had if she and Matt hadn't died.

 

Epilogue

What could’ve been

 

 

          “Mommy, come on!” the small boy pulled at the covers over my body. I looked down at him and smiled.

“Mommy’s trying to sleep sweetie,”

“But Daddy made pancakes!” I heard loud footsteps coming towards the bedroom and saw Matt walk in

“Luke, let Mommy sleep,” Luke gave Matt a scowl and walked out towards his room. Matt walked over towards the bed and sat down next to me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my scarred forehead.

 

          “Why are you so tired?”

“I had to go to France remember,”

“Right,”

“And I have to take care of you and Luke.” Matt laughed and laid the rest of his body down on the bed.

“Come on I’m not that bad, and Luke’s five, what do you expect, him to be an angel?”

“You’re worse than Luke sometimes.”

 

          I pulled my head away as tears started to fall. I fell to the ground as I stared at the picture of Matt and me, happy and married. 

“This is what you could’ve had if you hadn’t died, Faye,” My dad said, standing next to me.

“Why did I have to die?” I moaned, burying my bruised face into the ground. 

“I don’t know, why did you? Why didn’t you protect yourself like a good Villain would’ve?”

“I already told you,” I said, anger in every word I spoke “I couldn’t,”

“A good Villain wouldn’t let anything get in their way of fighting, not even some stupid surgery,” I didn’t answer him, instead I continued to sob, thinking of that happy vision I saw of me, Matt, and our son Luke, having what I always wanted, a family. “You didn’t need any of those anyway, it would’ve made you soft, and Villains aren’t soft.”

 

          “Yes I did need them! It’s what I’ve always wanted, it was perfect!”

“No, you didn’t need it! You wouldn’t be able to focus on being a Villain; you would be too concerned about Luke, Matt, and your future baby.

“What?”

“Look ahead seven months from that day.” I stood up and looked back at the picture. It zoomed ahead and stopped in Matt’s living room. I was sitting on the black couch and Luke was next to me. In my arms I held a newborn baby girl.

“Hi Emma!” Luke said, beaming with happiness. Luke leaned over and kissed Emma on the top of her forehead.

 

I pushed the picture away and had even more tears in my eyes. A boy and a girl, the perfect match, the perfect match I wished for my entire life.

“You didn’t need any of that, Faye; you’re better off being dead,”

“No I’m not! That’s everything I wanted, I always wanted to have kids and to be married!”

“Well none of that’s coming true, not even for Matt,”

“What do you mean?”

“He killed himself, couldn’t stand being away from you,”

“Oh, my god!” I threw myself onto the ground and sobbed even harder. Now Matt won’t get to live out his dreams, he’s dead, just like me.

“Quite stupid of him if you ask me,”

“He’s up in heaven, and I’m down here burning forever!”

“No, he’s down here too,”

“What?”

 

“He had Brian help him, you know, kill people, commit crimes, he turned into a Villain, and liked it, now he’s down here, and didn’t know that no one can be together in Hell,”

“But if you can’t be with anyone in Hell, how come I can be with you?”

“Family doesn’t count with that,” I sobbed even harder into the ground now. I could hear Paul’s groans of annoyance, but I didn’t care. “Stop it,” he said, but I didn’t listen, I couldn’t stop, no matter how hard I tried “Faye I said stop, stop crying, you didn’t need any of those things,” he rolled his hands into fists as I continued thinking about what I had seen. I suddenly felt Paul’s foot into my stomach. I screamed as he slammed his fists into my face “You stop that, you don’t need it, and you don’t want it,”

 

Everything I wanted, gone in just a few moments. Many people wish for death, but nothing could be harder then facing what you could’ve had.

 

Author's Note

thus ends the story of Faye and Matt. There will be a second book on Katie and Ryan that me and my friend Elizabeth will write together. Im sorry if you all want to brutaly murder me like many of my friends do. last time: please ignore grammer and tell me what youthink (please no death threats)

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