My Life after a Rumble
BriefingTroy- 16 year old boy killed in a rumble
Jess- Troy's girlfriend before his death
Dylan- Troy's younger Brother
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Jess
stared solemnly at the face she knew so well. She had been there for
most of the hour, holding back the tears that were fighting to be
freed.
Finally she couldn't bear to stay even a minute longer.
She reached into the
casket to stroke his pale face once more.
The second her boney finger touched
his pale cheek, she drew her
hand back. His face would never again be full of
the warm glow
she missed so intensely. As the tears welled in her eyes, Jess
leaned down to kiss Troy goodbye.
As
she turned to walk home, Dylan touched her arm. "Leaving?"
he asked
quietly.
Unable to speak, Jess nodded. The tears
where becoming impossible to hold back.
Dylan turned toward his
older brother. "I-...I just want to say
I'll miss you…you
were the best brother…and friend I ever had..."
He said
looking at the ground. Jess looked down and nodded again as a tear
rolled down her pale cheek. As Dylan peered into the casket, Jess
thought she
felt a hand brush her face. She turned slightly and
saw a white feather floating
toward the ground. She caught it
before it landed and stood next to Dylan,
dropping the snow-white
feather next to Troy's lifeless arm, remembering his favorite
animal….the dove. Dylan closed his
eyes and sighed deeply, then
looked up with an attempt at a smile. "Let's go", he
whispered and started to walk away. Jess slowly followed and
started to get
attacked with the 'what ifs' 'what if I stopped
him from going to the fight?"
she thought sadly, 'or maybe
I should have told someone about the rumble…'
As they walked
in silence away from the few mourning people dressed in black (most
were just some of Troy's friends, most of which Jess knew),
Jess
looked back where he was to be buried and felt a strange feeling of
yearning.
"I will always be with you" she heard from somewhere inside her. Jess smiled, then jogged ahead to keep up with Dylan.