It's been two weeks since we got the message.
Nudge's on complete shutdown, finally over the non-stop crying stage she's had for a week. Iggy's lost. He's been walking around with his eyes glazed over, not having a clue what to do anymore. Gazzy hasn't even made a bomb or been his cheerful self. Angel's constantly breaking down in tears and sorrow. All I can do is sit down and comfort her because she's smart enough to understand that it won't be okay, we all know it.
I sat on the dew covered grass, the cold of the winter night whipped around my body and penetrated the little warmth my wings gave me. The shadows from the trees and the eerie howling of the wind only made my mood worse, the only light coming was from the sliver of moon peeking out from the clouds smirking sinisterly at me. That feeling of hope it used to give me every night seemed to die with him.
Little sobs that I was fighting to keep in ripped out of me and for a second I was humiliated because I knew he wouldn't want me to cry. "The whole flock misses you, you know." I tried to distract myself, ripping some fallen leaves for good measure. "We've all made a lot of friends at school this year but I think they just feel sorry for us." I said. "Angel loves the swing on the playground and she can do it by herself now, but she told me once she misses you pushing her." A wave of sadness came over me and I fought back tears as I remembered for the umpteenth time the look Angel had in her eyes when she told me.
"Iggy's gone." I told him. "He's never coming back to us. I know he's trying but he just can't pull himself together and be the one to help the kids and cheer them up again." My heart shattered when I realised how idiotic I've been. All this time I've been watching everyone else struggle to get back to life when I've just been standing here. "I just can't bring myself to help them. I'm just too scared to take that responsibility even though I know it's the right thing to do." Suddenly anger flared up inside of me trying to mask my pain.
"Why couldn't you help us? Why couldn't you scoop Angel in your arms and tell her it's okay? Why couldn't you make Nudge feel safe and happy again? Why did you have to leave?" I shouted at the tombstone. "Why did they have to take you away? I love you." I ended my rant with a hoarse whisper. With my anger spent, my sadness that was caged inside of me came crashing down making me weep uncontrollably.
Why of all people did they pick him? Why did he have to be so heroic and fight against The School?
I got up and left the make shift graveyard full of dead mutants.
