Hey ya’ll! So Dear Daughter is one of my favorite songs, Halestorm being one of my favorite bands, and I was listening to this and just got this idea in my head. It’s about 500 words over 1000, but eh! It’s still short, and kinda sad.
This is a Twilight story with no pairing and I also suggest listening to the song while you read. Anyway, here you go…
She should have read them sooner. She will forever regret not doing so, not just opening up the damn emails, reading them, listening as her mother lay her soul out to her.
She clicked the oldest one, reading the short, but oh so emotion-filled words.
‘Dear Daughter,
Please hold your head up high because there is a world outside that’s passing you by. Don’t let one boy ruin your whole future, don’t let one mistake take you and please know that I am here, your dad is here, Phil is here and so many others are here, waiting for you when you come out of the other side.
I know you won’t be reading this soon, but one day you will. Please know that even if I am not here in person, I am always by your side and in your heart.
Love,
Mom.’
The words, though short, impacted the young girl of barely nineteen in ways she would never have believed. It was marked from little under a year ago, when her depression first started, when they first left.
Without emotion, repressing it all back, she clicked the button to take her to the next email. This one was longer, and even more loving.
‘Dear Daughter,
Never lose yourself and remember that you’re like nobody else. I know, more than anyone, that life throws you into the unknown and I know that you feel like you’re out there all alone. But you are not. You’re not alone, you’re never alone.
Your dad tells me you’re still having nightmares, that you wake up screaming in loss and pain, I wish I could be there for you, my darling. I wish you would let me in.
But I know that there is nothing I can do for you right now other than write these emails and hope that they find their way through to you someday.
I love you so much,
Mom.’
These are words
That every girl should have a chance to hear
There will be love
There will be pain
There will be hope
There will be fear
And through it all year after year
Stand or fall I will be right here
For you
She didn’t know that her mother knew about the nightmares, though it was probably stupid of her… C-Dad did tell her mom everything about her. Everything.
She laughed slightly remembering when her over-protective, worry-pot mother wouldn’t stop calling her for days after that car incident when she first moved to Forks but the girl ended up blinking back the tears that threatened to fall as she came out of her memories and clicked open another email, one that had been written nine months prior.
‘Dear Daughter,
Don’t worry about those stupid girls at school, if they try to bring you down it’s just because they’re scared and insecure. They’ve probably never been in love and so don’t know how hard it is to get back to yourself once they leave.
Lord knows I know that better than anyone else. But it will get better, my baby, I promise you thing. And don’t you ever forget that I am here for you, whether as a mother, sister, friend, confident, shopping partner, diary or/and a shoulder to cry one, I am here for you and even when I’m gone, I will still be here for you.
Love you loads,
Mom.’
She knew that her mother’s words were true, she was always just what she need her to be. When it was just the two of them, things were hard, but easier and neither ever felt alone, always having each other. Needing no other.
She scrolled up a bit and clicked on one that was sent only three months ago. Three months…
‘Dear Daughter,
Remember when I told you ‘don’t change for any man even if he promises the stars and takes you by the hand’? Well, darling. You let him change you. You are strong, the girl, woman, I know is strong, but, baby, he’s made you feel so weak and so you now think you are.
But, my daughter, you are strong. You are confident and proud. You are beautiful and you are kind. Loving and smart. You, Isabella Marie Swan, are everything I wanted you to be. I know that life throws you into the unknown and you feel like you’re out there all alone.
But you’re not, you never will be. It’s been almost ten months. Daughter, it’s time for you to take back your life. Maybe not all at once, maybe only one step at a time. Either way, I will be by your side, no matter what, every step of the way.
I promise,
Mom.’
These are words
That every girl should have a chance to hear
There will be love
There will be pain
There will be hope
There will be fear
And through it all year after year
Stand or fall I will be right here
For you
But you’re not here mommy! She wanted to scream, knowing it was no one but her own fault. She wished and wondered, what if she had only read the emails sooner, put the clues together sooner.
Then maybe her mother would be here to help her, guide her. But she wasn’t, and she never would be again.
As she read through all of the emails, treasuring every word until, hours later, she was on the last email.
With a shaky hand she opened up the email, her heart feeling the pain and loss so hard as she did.
‘Dear daughter,
I was once just like you and just like me you’re gonna make it through.
When I was around your age, I was lost in a love so beautiful and so thrilling that every second spent in his presence made me feel alive, and every second without made me feel dead inside. We had a whirlwind romance that would last years, but ultimately end in flames and tears.
But I never regret those precious years, the ones that taught me so many things I would later need to know, things I never knew before.
I never regret Charlie, my first love and the man who taught me that I could be loved, that someone would love me for me and I did not have to change for another, that I could be free.
And, most importantly, I never regret having you. I admit that, growing up, I never wanted a child of my own, I didn’t think I could raise one. Never thought that I would be a good enough mother and, I know, that I did fail you in some ways, ways I wish I hadn’t.
But, growing up I never told you some things that, maybe I should have. You always knew you had my love. Always knew you had my care, but you never knew that you had my love.
The parts of you tried to hide from me, the things you thought that I wouldn’t like, the times when you knew I wouldn’t understand. I told you often that you were, are, beautiful, but I know it was I that lowered your self-esteem.
I told you that I would love you no matter who you choose to be, but I know that I made you feel you had to hide from me. And I am so sorry for that.
I love you in ways you will never know, I accept each and every part of you. Every flaw and every scar. I cherish your light and your love and pray you never lose it, even when the times are bad.
I know that these are words that every girl should have a chance to hear, words I never said often enough and so I will tell you now and pray you never forget.
There will be love, the heartache and break will come and go for, maybe years, until you find your one. Don’t let one love break you, stay strong for another is always unexpectedly waiting around the corner.
There will be pain, god will there be pain. But, remember that all pain ends. It will never last long unless you let it. Please, don’t let it.
There will be hope, always will there be something to believe in. Whether it is yourself, or another. Whether it is hope for sun or hope for rain, you will always have it, I pray you will never loose it.
There will be fear, but without fear you can not know joy and excitement. You can not know kindness and life. Fear is hard; the fear of being alone, the fear of being unloved, the fear of beauty, the fear of the world. It will always be there, but just accept it, and soon you will find that it is just background noise in the soundtrack of your life.
I love you Bella, I always have, always will, and through it all, year after year. Stand or fall I will be right here. Through thick and thin. Through the hard times and the easy, and after all I will be right here…
…For you
Love you forever and more,
Mom.’
The tears now fell freely as Bella collapsed in her chair, her heart yearning, but not for the boy it had for so long now, but for the woman who she had lived with for most of her life.
Her mother.
The one person she could always count on, the one person who always cared, the one person who she would never be able to tell she loved again, the one person who would never hold her in her arms again.
And so, a young girl cried out for her mother, a woman who had only recently lost her one-year-long battle with cancer. Her cries going unnoticed by the only other physical occupant of the house as he drowned himself in his own sorrow.
But there was one person there who heard her cries, someone who always had and always would. A ghostly figure, who went unseen by the world around her, held the crying woman, whispering sweet things and tales of times long ago into her deaf ears, keeping ahold of the promise she had made long ago.
Her daughter would never be alone.
So there you have it, short, sweet and sad. I hope ya’ll liked it. Please comment and like, thanks ya’ll!
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