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Tis but a humble writer.
AN- Mondler ..leh doy!
The death of a friend can mean many levels of grief. One you just lost your best friend someone that you confided in and loved. Two is the realization that life is something that can easily be taken away.
He stood in his black coat looking at hole in the ground which would soon be filled by his friend. It wasn't a particularly nice day it was cloudy and cold , rain hadn't fallen yet but every one around him expected it judging by the amount of umbrellas there were.
The ground was soft and he stared at it wandering what was under it. Well more dirt of course but for some reason for just a second he imagined there being something else maybe even someone expecting his friend.
The minister continued his sermon but he wasn't really listening. The apathy he had adapted was not letting him hear, speak , care about anything. He was dead, and kind of annoyed with the insipid people whom where present. All of them giving him pity glances, who were they to judge. That's why when he saw her the normal rush of blood that passed through his chest was not present.
She walked over to where he was and stood next to him, her porcelain skin red at the cheeks and her dark brown hair whipping at her face. He tried hard not to pay attention to her at a time like this but after a while his apathy wore down and he turn to look at her. Unlike everyone else she didn't offer him a smile.
He couldn't be more grateful for that.
Instead she looked up at him and he thought the he was going to burst. All the pain he'd been ignoring came rushing back. And all he wanted to do was cry like a small child and hide in a corner. His eyes became watery and she hugged him soaking his coat with her own tears.
He hugged back his face buried in her hair trying to stifle his sobs . He felt like there was a hurricane in the back of his throat ready to burst and flood the world with his tears.
Someone called her name and she loosened her grip on him. He took a step back.
'I have to go' her voice was throaty.
'okay' He said looking down.
She brought her hand and ran it through his hair stopping it at his cheek her thumb rubbing soothing circles.
'I'm gonna stop by tomorrow '.
He nodded and she kissed him on the cheek. Before stepping back and getting in the cab.
TBC
Well I'm sick , and bored and in the middle of a spanish project. But I started a new story. I have the updates for my others (finally right) so I will be updating and I have the next two chapters for this one so you wont have to wait a year for it (sorry).
Review por favor ( please).
