Derek-
Lurking in the shadows of the cemetery, I watched from a distance as they buried her. People she didn't even know cried. They shouldn't have. They didn't know her. My heart burned in my chest and I had to swallow down the vile that had formed at the back of my throat. Images, Images of her dead body ran circles through my mind and I had to lean against a tree trunk to support myself. I tried to remember her before but I just couldn't. I had loved her with all my heart and now she was gone. And she was never coming back.
2 years later.
"You know, I can't remember the last time I'd come here… It feels so long ago, you know? I was wondering how you was doing?" I let the question hang waiting for the answer I knew I was never going to get. After a few minutes I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair " My hairs grown longer, you'd have liked that, you always moaned that I looked almost bald" I laughed to myself remembering the times you tried to hide my keys whenever I went to get my hair cut. Those were the memories of you happy, I missed those. I sucked in a deep breath. Do not cry, come on Stiles hold it together man but it was too late. A tiny tear fell down my cheek and I rubbed at it roughly, my eyes going red and raw. I cursed myself under my breath for being so weak. The letter in my hand getting scrunched up in my tighten fists, I quickly unwrapped it smoothing my thumb over the creases. You hated creases, you always hated them. My fingers were shaking against the paper as I took a few steady breaths. I leant forward and kneeled down staring straight at the words carved in stone:
Here lays our beloved Nora Elisabeth Davis
1st June 1995- 13th October 2011
"I was never afraid to die"
Yet again I could feel the tears betraying me but this time I didn't rub them away. I just let them trickle down my cheek and fall upon the bed of roses left at your grave. Your grave, the words I never thought I'd hear me say. I waited and waited to see your beautiful face, smiling up at me and telling me to stop being so stupid. I tried to ignore the disappointment flooding through me at the fact you weren't going to come back. I had to accept it.
The paper felt heavy in my palm and I took a deep breath before saying " I would love it if you could come along, our parents would be proud it's their big day Nora" I let another tear fall before placing the letter sealed with red candle wax onto the patch of grass that needed to be watered. I patted it gently before standing up and brushing the dirt of my knees, wiping the salt water from my eyes. I looked around, the emptiness of the cemetery sending a chill down my spine. I took one last hard look in your direction, trying to swallow down the tears when seeing the picture of you with the candy floss stuck to your face as a child. I always loved that picture before storming off towards the car, with no glances back.