A long line walked in a graveyard. So many of them were weeping for the loss of someone that was very close to them. None so much as a young lady who was following the coffin. Her head cast towards the ground barely looking at where she was going.
She was young, probably only fourteen. She had long blonde hair and sad crimson eyes as she followed the casket that carried her father. She appeared to be walking without emotion but she was merely holding in the pain that was boiling in her just waiting to be released.
To her, her father as the only family she ever had since she barely knew her mother. He'd raised her all her life. He always put her above all else. She just had to lose it all because of some drunk driver a few nights before.
All were gathered around the area where her beloved father's final resting place would be. The young lady was finding it harder and harder to keep in the tears that were trying with all their might to surface.
A hand was placed upon her shoulder and turned around to see an older lady who had been the next-door neighbor for several years. "It will be alright Fiona. Don't cry, he wouldn't have wanted you to," she said with a reassuring smile to the beautiful young lady before her.
The woman named Fiona just nodded her head and watched as the casket was lowered deep into the ground. Even with the assuring words that the woman tried to give her, Fiona found the tears finally falling down her face. It just couldn't be held back as she knelt on the ground near the hole.
The lady from before came over and tried to help Fiona up but she just shrugged it off and stayed there even after the grave was filled back up. It was just so hard to be on her own without her father's reassuring words to her.
"Please daddy, I can't do this without you," she cried at his grave nearly a week after his funeral. "I need you here with me. Please come back," Fiona whispered even though she knew that it wasn't possible for that to happen.
Since the funeral, she had come here everyday and did the same thing. Poured her heart out to something she knew was no longer there. she would give up anything to have him back but it was impossible.
Probably the only comfort she had in these in her was that the one responsible for her father's death was arrested and was facing charges. She was not normally a bitter person but she hoped that the person would be put away for a long time. No the pain her had inflicted upon her by taking away her only family.
She slowly got up and walked towards a car that was waiting for her. Her neighbor had been taking care of her ever since her father died. The woman treated her very kindly and she was glad to have someplace to stay until she could find a permanent home to stay in.
The woman looked at Fiona sadly. She thought of her like a daughter but she knew Fiona couldn't stay with her forever. She was old as it was and probably wouldn't be around much longer. She didn't want Fiona to get her hopes up for a loving home only to have it taken away once again.
The woman that she had always seen as lively and vibrant was nothing like she was before. She was rather pale and hadn't been eating much the past few days. No matter how hard she tried, she just could not get the young woman to eat more than a few bites before she just stopped and left.
"Fiona when are you going to stop doing this to yourself? I am sure that your father wouldn't have wanted to see his only daughter getting sick because she wasn't taking good care of herself," she said but just sighed when Fiona didn't answer her question.
Deciding that changing the subject would be better, she did just that. "The trial is starting in a week Fiona," she said and actually saw the slightest amount of emotion flash through the woman's eyes. It was one of hate and anger and the old woman couldn't blame her for that either.
"I…" Fiona said before she paused as if rethinking but said it anyways. "I hope he goes to jail for a long time," Fiona said as her hands clenched into fists at her side. "so he won't hurt anyone else like he hurt me," she said as her shoulders started to shake with more suppressed tears.
The old woman just looked at Fiona with sympathy in her eyes. She agreed with Fiona but it was so strange to hear such spiteful words come out of the younger woman's mouth. She was always very kind and well behaved. Never saying anything that would hurt someone else.
"W-what's going to happen to me?" Fiona asked as her shoulder shook more. "I know I can't stay with you. So where will I stay since I don't have the money to stay on my own," she said looking at the woman with bloodshot eyes.
"I don't know. Maybe you will be sent to your mother. She's alive even though you never really have met her before," the woman said and she just saw Fiona nod her head slightly. "When I die, please don't be like this. I don't want to see you up there until you are an old woman just like me with many kids of your own," she said trying to lighten the mood a bit.
Fiona just looked out the window. Love was not something she was looking for. She thought she probably would never fall in love with anybody but she had no idea what the future had in store. She sure as hell didn't see this coming after all.
"Whatever happens Fiona, just know that even when I die, that your father and I will always be looking down watching you as you grow older. He will always be proud of you as long as you stop doing what you are doing to yourself," she said looking sadly at the woman she considered like a grandchild to her.
Fiona didn't respond but just placed her head on the side of the car and closed her eyes for some sleep. She hadn't been sleeping very well either and she felt very welcomed into the sweet oblivion of sleep.
As the weeks continued to pass after that, things seemed to go up for Fiona even though she was still sulking around. As a result of the case of the man that killed her father. She earned a substantial amount of money, go to jail for a few years, he had to go through reform programs, and a lot of community service before he was free.
Some people would call that a victory but it was anything but that to Fiona. Even despite the results, Fiona felt that it was pointless. No amount of payment could ever bring back what she had lost.
Fiona looked around her childhood room remembering all the fond times that she had in it. She was placing some clothes into a suitcase preparing to leave the only place she had ever called home.
Barely after the trial was over, Fiona's mother showed up and said she was going to take Fiona in. Fiona really couldn't complain because the woman was still her mother even though Fiona had never met her before. She didn't even come to talk to Fiona about it. Fiona was just told about it from some social workers.
Fiona wondered if she just did what she did because of the money she heard that Fiona gained in the trial. It wasn't enough to make her rich but it would definitely allow her to live comfortably for a while.
Besides the money she won in the trial. Her father had left her quite a bit of money. However, she wouldn't even be able to touch it until she was married and that was not something she didn't want to do. She wished she didn't even have anything if it meant that she could get her father back.
Just as she finished packing all of her things, she heard the door open and turned around to see the old lady that had taken care of her so well since she was left alone in this world. "I'm ready to go," she said quietly as she grabbed her suitcases.
The elderly lady smiled at Fiona and grabbed one of the lighter bags to help Fiona out. "Even though you are leaving, always know that you have a home with me Fiona. I am sure that everything will work out for you just fine where you are going," she said with a smile as the two of them walked out the door and towards a car that was waiting for Fiona.
"Thank you," Fiona said giving the elderly woman a hug before putting her stuff into the car and the getting into the car herself before it drove away to a life she wasn't sure if she was even going to like. She just wished that she knew more about her mother but her father never really mentioned anything about her.
She just stared out the window as they drove on and on for at least an hour towards a town a good distance away from her old home. 'Maybe this will be better for me. Maybe I will be able to forget about all that happened there,' she thought but never put on a smile.
They for a little longer before the drove up to a medium sized house but one that looked like it could be comfortable. 'Looks can be deceiving,' she thought as she slowly got out of the car and with some help from the man that drove her here, she got all of her things to the door.
"Thank you," Fiona said to the man who just smiled and got back into the car. The car drove away soon afterwards and Fiona was left alone to meet the woman that was supposed to be her mother for the first time. She hand slowly lifted towards the door and she knocked on it.
It was quiet for a few moments before Fiona heard the sound of footsteps in the house. The door opened to reveal a lady who still looked to be very young, yet the look on her face seemed to contradict her previous thoughts. "Um… hello mother," Fiona said quietly.
Her mother looked her over a bit before just nodding her head and turning around motioning for Fiona to follow her. "It's about time that you arrived. I was beginning to wonder if you were even going to come," she said as she started to walk up the stairs, not even offering to help Fiona with her baggage.
Fiona looked down towards the ground and she followed her just leaving her baggage planning to just come back for it. She was led towards and empty room at the end of a hall and knew that it was hers. 'At least there is some space,' she thought staring at it.
"Let me just set up some ground rules while you are living here. You will follow them without argument," she said and started to tell Fiona all of the rules that she had. When she was finished, she just left leaving Fiona alone in the empty room.
Fiona went back down and started to carry up her things and unpacked enough to last until the rest of her stuff got there. She laid down on the bed which had already been in the room when she got there and closed her eyes since she was tired and knew she would have a long day tomorrow.
Fiona walked around a mall that she had somehow managed to find the next morning. She was by herself because when she had woken up; her mother was already gone without even leaving a note about where she was going or when she would be back. So Fiona just decided to go get some things for her new room.
Fiona looked towards all the happy people wondering about and felt jealous that they had things to be happy about. She wondered if she would ever be able to feel like that again. 'Somehow I doubt it,' she thought walking into a store.
By the time that she was done she had several different from stores all over the place. She had to have spent a lot of money but she wasn't worried because she knew she had plenty left. After this, she probably wouldn't even need to use most of it ever again. So she didn't have to worry about running out.
The real question she had was how she was going to get it all back to her new home. There was a lot and some of them were just a little too heavy for her to handle herself.
She walked to the food court and was glad that she could just set the stuff down and rest. She leaned back in the seat and stared up towards the glass roof and into the cloudless sky. 'It's beautiful out today,' she thought to herself but there still didn't seem to be much emotion playing on her face.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" a voice yelled making Fiona jump up in her seat as well as just about anyone that was in a one mile radius as they all turned to stare at the source of the noise. She was by some bushes so she just pushed them out of the way and got a view of what was going on.
Fiona turned around and looked at it and saw two guys wrestling or more like one of them wrestling and the other doing everything in their power to stop them. The taller of the two men had a smaller but still tall man in a headlock and didn't look to have any intention of letting him go anytime.
"Damn it Irvine! Let me go!" the smaller of the two of them said struggling to get out of the tight grip around his neck. He was suddenly let go of and fell straight to the floor. He growled and looked up at the man. "What the hell was that for?" he asked glaring at the man who only shrugged it off like he didn't even care.
He heard giggling from all over and turned to see that everyone's attention was on him and Irvine. He blushed in embarrassment and slowly turned around and left the place before he embarrassed himself further. "I swear to god I will get you for that later," he growled at Irvine.
Irvine just smirked at his friend confidently. "Somehow I highly doubt that Van. But if you would like to try then go ahead," he said with a smirk while cracking his knuckles in a threatening gesture.
Van just growled and walked away angrily. 'Oh I swear I will get you for that Irvine,' he thought rubbing his hands together as he started scheming up any ways that he could get his revenge on the other man.
When it was all over Fiona just got up and grabbed her things. Whatever it was that happened was not any of her business. She knew nothing of the two of them and didn't really want to get involved with whatever it was that the two of them were doing to each other.
She couldn't help but take a quick look at the retreating form of the smaller man before looking back ahead of her shaking her head to clear all thoughts. She just continued walking with only the long destination to home in mind.
"And where did you go exactly young lady?' her mother asked when Fiona walked into the house later that day carrying all of her things. "I step out for a few minutes and I return to find you gone. I don't know what your father use to do but around here you will tell me where you are going!" her mother reprimanded her daughter.
"I'm sorry mother. I just went to a mall to get some of the things I will need if I'm going to live here," Fiona said looking towards the ground as she set her bags to the side. She didn't think she had done anything wrong by doing that.
"You need to tell me where you are going from now on. I don't want what happened to your father to happen to you,' she said before turning around and walking to a different room leaving her daughter by herself.
Fiona silently gathered her new things and headed up to her room. She started to unpack everything that she already had and set up the room leaving some space for the few larger things she was having transferred from her old house.
"This just doesn't feel like home," Fiona muttered to herself as she laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. "Home was with dad but he's gone now. How am I supposed to consider this new place my home?" she asked herself as she stared around the still rather empty room.
She had this feeling as if she just wouldn't be happy in this new place. She was grateful that her mother gave her a place to stay but she would give up everything that she had for everything to be as it was before her father died. 'If only I could turn back time,' she thought as she leaned on her side.
Fiona looked out the window and was slightly surprised to see that the sun was already starting to set. She had no idea that she had been out that long that day. She couldn't help but laugh. It sounded like something she used to do with her old friends. Most of which she had lost contact with a long time ago.
'I start school tomorrow. But what is the point of going?' she asked herself as she closed her eyes trying to get a bit of extra sleep that night. 'He would have wanted me to go to be the best that I can be," Fiona thought as she drifted off into some much needed sleep.