Chosen By The Moon

“Are you ok?” I simply nodded my head and swallowed thickly as I gently unfolded the paper and smiled. There lying in the center of the paper between the folds, was a passport style photograph of me, my mom, my dad and a very young baby Freddie. Where she even found it was beyond me, but it was the last time we were all together as a family, before the new world ripped us apart. “That’s a nice picture.”

I think Clarke was feeling a little weird about the whole thing, but still it was nice to have him with me.

I set the photograph down beside me and brought my attention to the writing that adjourned the page. My mom always did have lovely handwriting.

I felt my eyes begin to water instantly, which prompted Ryan to place his palm upon my knee. His physical touch was just a small yet innocent reminder that he was with me, and for that I was extremely grateful.

Dylan.

I hope this letter gets to you soon, and I know I should be saying these words to you in person, rather than writing them down on paper for you to read, but this was the only way I could talk with you.

I know you must hate me after everything that has happened, I hate myself for standing aside, but I am your mom, and I am so honored to have watched you grow into such a fearless young lady. I was powerless to stop you from being taken from me, and I will regret my actions for the rest of my life. You would have fought with your all if it was me who was being taken away, because that’s who you are.

I failed you massively and I am so so sorry.

Never lose your fight, my beautiful baby girl. Your rebellious attitude is who you are, and I had no idea just how many times you protected me and your brother over the years. I made you grow up before you should have, but I am so so proud of the amazing young lady you have become.

Freddie is convinced that you’re a super hero, and after everything you have been through, I think he may be right. You are so strong and I’m begging you to never lose it. Keep your head high and don’t you dare let anyone drag you down not now, not after everything.

I love you so much my little Dylan flower, and I am so proud of you, and I know your dad would be too. We will be together again soon and when we are, I will make sure we stay that way, and that nothing will hurt you ever again.

Stay strong, and stay safe, and always do what you think is right.

Love you always

Mom. Xx

By the time I had finished reading my mothers words, salty water was rolling down my cheeks. She was proud of me? Why though?

Everything inside that one letter was exactly what I needed to hear in order to move forwards. My mother was right, I had been beaten on throughout the entire duration of new world, so why would the kings beatings break me?

No, if anything I knew deep down that they had made me stronger.

“She was proud… she was proud of me? My mom was proud and I basically killed her.” I sobbed quietly while remaining in Ryan’s RV. He moved quickly while I continued to cry, and embraced me in a warm affectionate hug.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Enough of that, you didn’t kill her ok, you didn’t. If you say you killed her one more time I’m going to genuinely slap you. King Josh killed her just so he could embed this false sense of guilt in you. It was a tactic to get you to accept him.” He was right, I should have the freedom to say whatever I liked without facing consequences, and those consequences certainly shouldn’t have been taken out on those closest to me. “Do you think you would have so many people rallying behind you if they thought for one minute you were in the wrong?”