A/N: Thanks again for the reviews! I love them, but all things must come to
an end. :o( so this is the end of the story. I hope it turns out well and
thanks to all the readers. I'm thinking of a new story so keep a look out
for it. :o)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar. I do not own the song that is used in this chapter.
Epilogue
*Two Years Later*
"So you sure you want to do this," Squid's aunt asked. Squid was finally out of the hospital and he was better. He lived with his aunt and uncle. He kept in touch with his friends but mostly kept to himself. He was the only one that understood what he went through.
"Yeah I'm sure," Squid looked out the window. The car came to a stop in front of a cemetery called St. Joseph Cemetery.
"I'll wait here," Squid's aunt smiled. Squid nodded and got out of the car. He looked around and then headed inside. He looked around at the tombstones. He felt uneasy about this but he knew it was the right thing to do. He put his hands into his pockets and kept walking. It was awfully quiet. Squid stopped in front of his destination. He glanced at the tombstone that read 'Ricky Kasch 1987 - 2004' Squid sighed and glanced around to make sure no one was around.
"Hey man it's me," he began. He tried to search for the words. "I'm sorry about everything, but I think you know that. Well at least I hope you do," Squid smiled. "We did some crazy things at Camp Green Lake and I will remember that," Squid felt tears develop in his eyes. He quickly wiped them away. "All I can say is that I miss you man and I'm sorry. I spent the last two years in some crazy bin. They thought I was fucked up. That's why I couldn't come to the funeral for you. Well everyone came to see me as soon as they got out," Squid looked over at his aunt's car. "I'm living with my aunt and uncle now. No more drunken mother for me," he looked back at the tombstone. "I'm not with Nayel. She isn't dating anyone right now. Her dad and her are patching up things. You know cause they weren't exactly on good terms. Well Caveman, X, Pit, Magnet, and Zero are doing their own thing. As for me I'm planning to actually do something with my life. I don't know if everything will turn out good," Squid wiped the tears that managed to escape. "Man I miss you. I didn't mean for any of this to happen but...I was fucked up. Well I better get going. Take care man," Squid took one last glance at the tombstone and then headed to the car. He was trying to fight the tears but let a few roll down his cheeks. He looked back at the tombstone. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "I'm sorry," he continued walking to the car.
*No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes (blue eyes...blue eyes)
And no one know how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry I'm not telling lies (lies...lies)
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes*
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar. I do not own the song that is used in this chapter.
Epilogue
*Two Years Later*
"So you sure you want to do this," Squid's aunt asked. Squid was finally out of the hospital and he was better. He lived with his aunt and uncle. He kept in touch with his friends but mostly kept to himself. He was the only one that understood what he went through.
"Yeah I'm sure," Squid looked out the window. The car came to a stop in front of a cemetery called St. Joseph Cemetery.
"I'll wait here," Squid's aunt smiled. Squid nodded and got out of the car. He looked around and then headed inside. He looked around at the tombstones. He felt uneasy about this but he knew it was the right thing to do. He put his hands into his pockets and kept walking. It was awfully quiet. Squid stopped in front of his destination. He glanced at the tombstone that read 'Ricky Kasch 1987 - 2004' Squid sighed and glanced around to make sure no one was around.
"Hey man it's me," he began. He tried to search for the words. "I'm sorry about everything, but I think you know that. Well at least I hope you do," Squid smiled. "We did some crazy things at Camp Green Lake and I will remember that," Squid felt tears develop in his eyes. He quickly wiped them away. "All I can say is that I miss you man and I'm sorry. I spent the last two years in some crazy bin. They thought I was fucked up. That's why I couldn't come to the funeral for you. Well everyone came to see me as soon as they got out," Squid looked over at his aunt's car. "I'm living with my aunt and uncle now. No more drunken mother for me," he looked back at the tombstone. "I'm not with Nayel. She isn't dating anyone right now. Her dad and her are patching up things. You know cause they weren't exactly on good terms. Well Caveman, X, Pit, Magnet, and Zero are doing their own thing. As for me I'm planning to actually do something with my life. I don't know if everything will turn out good," Squid wiped the tears that managed to escape. "Man I miss you. I didn't mean for any of this to happen but...I was fucked up. Well I better get going. Take care man," Squid took one last glance at the tombstone and then headed to the car. He was trying to fight the tears but let a few roll down his cheeks. He looked back at the tombstone. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "I'm sorry," he continued walking to the car.
*No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes (blue eyes...blue eyes)
And no one know how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry I'm not telling lies (lies...lies)
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes*