She began to read.
As she read the letter that her departed husband had left for her, she couldn’t hold back the tears.
If you’re reading this, I’m dead. That’s that out of the way. Now, you know the large amount of money that I made doing what I did, but there was more. I didn’t want you to know about it because there’s a chance the DEA would have taken it. This money hasn’t been through the car wash, so no tax has been deducted.
I’m sure by this point you know about where the rest of the money has gone but, on the off chance that you don’t, I have given it to Gretchen and Elliot, not to keep, to give to Walt Jr and Holly when they are 18. I gave them nine million. Well, I gave some to two kids as… reassurance… shall we say.
I can only hope that you will be happy with decision that I have made. However, if you are not, I will never be able to stop you from taking the money back from them. All I ask, is that if you do decide that you want this money, please hold back enough from Walt Jr and Holly, that’s all.
That’s it, Skyler. All I have left to say is that I’m sorry. Sorry for all the damage that I have caused to you and our family, sorry that I will never be able to see our children grow up, and I’m sorry that I can’t ever be with you, in your company again.
Please Skyler, please live the happiest life that you can. I love you.
Walter Hartwell White.
As Skyler finished reading the letter, she looked over to Holly, where she was laying in her crib, again she wished that she was like Holly, not knowing what Walt had done, wishing that everything was back to normal, wishing that she had her husband back with her.
As the tears began to once again flood her eyes, she heard a key being slid into the lock of the front door. This signalled that her son, Walt Jr. had returned from school.
Skyler quickly wiped the tears away from her eyes, she wanted to appear strong for her son. Looking back down at the tear stained letter she had just read, Skyler snatched it up and stuffed it into her pocket, just in time for Walt Jr. to walk through the door of the kitchen.
“Hi, Flynn” Skyler said to her son as appeared at the door “Hi “ he replied, a tone of sadness in his voice. Skyler knew that Jr. was trying to be brave for his mother, to show her that if he could see the bright side, so could she. But Skyler knew that, deep down, Jr. was missing his father greatly.
“I got these on the way home.” Jr. said to Skyler in a much cheery tone. He was holding two large pizzas. “They’re pepperoni, your favourite.” Skyler smiled back at Jr. and said “Thank you.” Her voice faltered as she did so.
They passed the night away by eating pizza, Holly eating baby food, and watching television. Occasionally having to hastily change the channel when “The Drug King-Pin Walter White” was mentioned.
Several hours has passed before Walt Jr. took Holly to her bedroom, and then went himself, leaving Skyler alone once again in the kitchen.
The kitchen was now only lit by a small lamp on the table Skyler was sitting at. She could feel the darkness around the room beginning to close in on her. Slowly fading, everything went pitch black. Her head fell to the table with a bang.
When the light came back, she sat upright and looked around the room, she felt different. When her eyes had adjusted to the brightness, she realized that she was no longer in the kitchen of her apartment. Skyler sat in the chair for a while, trying to work out where she was. Had she been kidnapped and being held hostage? No, she was not tied to the chair, if she wanted to, she would be able to stand with ease. Had everything been a dream? It can’t have been, it’s not possible.
Skyler realized that she was in a room that she had never seen before. She stood up out of the chair and walked over to the wall to the right of her. She could see a piece of paper taped to it, with a small table below, on top of which sat a telephone.
Looking at the paper, she could see that on the piece of paper there was a number, she new it. But where from? Skyler paused for a moment, but then reached down to the telephone. Just has her hand touched the smooth plastic, Skyler felt a surge backwards, as though she was being pulled from behind.
Everything went black once more.
Skyler’s eyes opened sharply, the side of her head was throbbing. She was back in the kitchen of her apartment. Still, the room was dark, being lit only by the small light sitting on top of the table. She tried hard to remember what she had just seen. Again, Skyler sat upright. Looking around the room, she noticed the phone sitting on her table. Now, she was able to remember.
From her pocket, she first pulled our Walt’s letter to her and threw it hastily on the table. Reaching into her pocket again, she found the other piece of paper. Looking down upon it, she read the number. It was the same as the one in the other room that she had been in. Badger.
The revelation that Walt had left her one last letter has made her completely forget about wanting to see Jesse. But this seemed to be some sort of reminder, something that made her more determined than ever to find him. Skyler dialled the number into the phone that she was reading off of the paper that Saul had given her, and listened to the dial tone.
A man answered. “Hello?” “Badger?” Skyler replied in a soft voice. “Yeah, that’s me. What do you want?” Badger replied to Skyler. “You’re a friend of Jesse Pinkman’s?” Skyler said back “I need you to tell me where he is.”
The name Breaking Bad are licensed and owned by Sony Entertainment. Along with the following characters:
- Walter White
- Skyler White
- Holly White
- Walter White Jr.
- Jesse Pinkman
- Saul Goodman
- Brandon “Badger” Mayhew
- Gretchen Schwartz
- Elliot Schwartz