Diana After It All
I run towards the crowd of people, I barge my way through, but Edilio held me back, bright light appears from all directions.
Cain's ashes fall to the ground
I break away from Edilio's grasp as I kneel at Cain's remains, tears fall from my face to the pile of ash.
I sit up from my pool of sweat and try to control my breathing, the dream gets more realistic every time. I get of bed and wash my face.
It had been two months since the Fayz wall came down; I had been living with Sam and Astrid, having Chinese takeaways; embracing never having to be hungry again.
But there was just one thing that was missing for me to feel content,
Cain.
I creep downstairs hoping not to wake them, they must be real tired from what I heard last night!
As I enter the kitchen I make myself a cold glass of water.
"Todays the day."
In memory to all the kids that died in the fayz, they would have a memorial service, and today was the day I was going to ask them to have one for Cain. I knew what they were going to say, but I just thought it would be good to try. I would be the only one at his grave but that was all he would've wanted. I looked at the clock, seven AM.
I have half an hour to get dressed, I entered my bedroom and glanced at the letter, I shouldn't read it, I can't start the day with runny mascara, (like most days), I pulled on some jeans and a T-shirt, I hated Autumn, the season where you wear the clothes you never really liked.
I hear a car horn beep as I'm just about to grab my phone, cab's here. I rush outside and into the cab, it's now or never.
The receptionist calls me in, I enter the room sheepishly like a dopey little girl, "man up Diana!" I snap at myself as I take a seat.
"Name." the woman says bluntly,
"Diana, Diana Ladris, I was one of the survivors" I felt stupid saying survivors, it sounded like I'd been living in the jungle half my life!
"Name of who is no longer with us."
I felt like I was in church. Right here's the hard part…
"Um, well, Cain Soren." Their eyes darted towards me like I had given them a death threat. I gulped. "I know he was a bad person but shouldn't everyone be treated with respect. I mean he was the one who damn saved us after all!"
Oh crap I've done again! My fury is so hard to contain at the moment! They stared at me, first in shock, then pity.
"He might've meant a lot to you but he was probably the murderer of all those dead kids."
She had gone too far, "how dare you say that about him! You don't even know what went on in the fayz let alone who killed who! If you knew what went on in the fayz, if only you knew!" I screeched, I stomped out of the building and caught a cab.
They can't just go around declaring who has the right to be mourned or not, I stared out the window in deep thought,
I wonder what Cain would've done if I were the one dead, if it was my choice I wouldn't have it any other way. That memory of Cain leaving me at the docks, tears start to fill my eyes, I try to force them back but they spill down my face, "it's so hard without you Cain!" "Why must you want a blaze of glory, your so selfish, what about me!" I whimper to him, hoping that he'd hear me whether he was floating on a cloud or burning in hell.
TO BE CONTINUED