Tears of Hopes and Dreams

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MARTIN MYSTERY OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS!

(I only made up Clarissa, and Bekka)

The blonde teen sat in the car and stared out the window at the newly dug grave for his sister, Diana. It was so lonely without her. Why did she have to go?

"Martin what in the world are you doing?" "It's gotta be around here somewhere…" His brunette, emerald-eyed step-sister Diana asked sarcastically, "What…your brain? After many countless searches in this junkyard of a dorm, I wouldn't be surprised." "Uh…no brainiac. My next issue of paranormal monthly." "There's no time for that Martin. Remember last time we were late for a meeting with dad he almost called the police thinking we were in a car crash because of your reckless driving? How about a bet? You're not late in the next five minutes; I pay for your subscriptions to paranormal monthly. You're even one minute late, you buy me two bags of candy." "My driving is NOT reckless. At least I have a license, and deal." "Shut it Martin. If you're going to be like this, I'll just take a bus into town." Martin gave her a pleading look. "Please Di. Just five more minutes." "No, Martin." "Please?" "No!" She walked out slamming the door behind her.

Martin's P.O.V:

I looked and looked and finally found the issue. I thought you wouldn't leave and wait in your dorm. I knocked but you really weren't there. I took the car and drove to the nearest bus stop to Torrington Academy heading downtown so I could drive us down. There was yellow police tape all over the place. Some students from Torrington were there including Jenni. I got out of the car and walked through the crowd. Everyone avoided eye contact. They all stepped aside for me. In the circle of cops and police tape, what I feared the worst came true. You lay there on the verge of death, paramedics scrambling for a stretcher. Not obeying the rules, I ducked under the tape and held your weak body with two bullet marks in your stomach and chest. You weakly opened your eyes and touched my face. "Martin… I knew you'd come for me." "Di…I-" "I love you. You… were an amazing big brother." Your arms and body fell limp and the dam holding the tears broke and tears flowed forth. The police tried pulling me back but I just wouldn't let go of you. Your last gasping words, your last touch. My tears fell on to your sweater, soaking them in. I felt someone's hands take my shoulders and a familiar voice said, "Martin let's go." My body was so weak and numb, I had no choice but to follow. I let your hand drop from mine and I saw your face for the last time. I finally took a look at the person who was taking me to the car. It was dad.

I didn't know why you did it Di. I told you to wait. I feel guilty. I should have left that stupid paranormal monthly under my bed. I could have driven us both downtown and none of this would have happened. I've been burying myself in books, video games and magazines just so I can lose the painful memory. Your things are being packed up and donated. I took two things from your room. Your favourite teddy bear, Mr. Snuggles, and a letter that was under your pillow addressed to me. I'd read it after the funeral so I didn't cry myself to sleep.

Five hundred people came to the funeral. Can you believe it? I never knew my brainiac step-sister would know so many people. I bet you would've slapped me for that. Even though I didn't read the letter which I'm holding in my hand now, I still cried myself to sleep wishing you were here, how I could've saved you. You were everything to me Di. Even if you always called me a hopeless at school, you were the lil sis I loved. Anyways, at the funeral, I couldn't look at the casket that held your body. When I went up to speak, I couldn't say a word. All that came out were tears, and more tears. Finally, my voice came and all I could say was, "She was the best little sister in the whole world. I wouldn't give her up for anything." I ran back to my seat and mom just held me in her arms saying, "It's okay Martin." Jenni, Marvin and I were some of your pallbearers Di. I had to keep my tears back. I had to be happy for you because I knew you wouldn't want me crying.

The priest then condemned you to the ground. We all lay your favourite flowers, roses, on top of your casket. I held mine a little bit longer. With these roses, would all of our memories of you go. Beside me, Jenni was bawling her eyes out. I put an arm around her and she didn't push me away or slap me, she just let me stay there and comfort her. Many people cried, including dad. I didn't. I had to stay strong. Your casket was lowered and people started leaving for Torrington Academy, some with family dropping them off. Jenni left with her mom, Clarissa. Then my tears flowed.

I bent over the hole in the ground, tears blurring my vision. Maybe I bent a little too close because mom and dad grabbed me back. I heard dad say, "Vivian let's go." Mom pulled me to the door of the car and I blindly stumbled in. I put my hands in my pocket and felt a crumpled up paper. Your letter. I opened it, wiping away the tears. This is what it said Di:

I call you a klutz and fool but I'll always love you Martin. At school and on a mission you're the one who always rescues me. You always bring life everywhere you go. You touch everyone's lives. We're going to college two months from now and maybe-

But I can't read anymore. My vision is blurred by tears. Diana, why? No matter how much I hated you when you insulted me, I never actually wanted you to go. I was dropped off at Torrington and didn't say a word. I just walked to my dorm and sat on my bed.

Maybe we can talk to M.O.M about letting us go to your choice of a place for vacation. I promised myself it would be my treat to you and I'd do something nice for you. And, you weren't a fail at school. You actually got your diploma. But the reason for a vacation is because you're going to Mali-U and I'm going to study in Europe for six months. Martin, we may be miles apart but we'll still see each other on missions. I talked M.O.M into giving me a U- watch for that reason. You're the big brother I love. Forever and always,

Diana

I didn't know what to do. I just crumpled up the letter and threw it in a corner and buried myself into a pillow letting the tears flow once again. I don't know what I'd do without you Di. You always kept me in line. Who would do that now?

"Martin are you in there?" "Jenni?" Jenni walked in and sat on the edge of his bed. She didn't ridicule him or slap him for not growing up and stop crying. She just said in almost a whisper, "She really loved you Martin. She'll always be here for you. In spirit. Your memories of her will keep her spirit alive here in Torrington. She told me herself 'I'm really proud of Martin. He really pulled through in senior year.' She'll always be with you in here." She touched his chest where his heart was and got up and left. You were really proud of me Di?

*2 hours later*

M.O.M who's normally so cold-hearted and neutral actually shed a few tears. She told me to take it easy for a few weeks and she'd have to pair Java and I up with someone else. M.O.M told us her name is Bekka. She's really nice. But don't worry Di. I'm not really into her even if she is kinda hot. I still love Jenni. I am not friends with Marvin. Never have never will. And Di? Don't worry. Bekka will never replace you. You're still the high pitched screaming relying-on-me sister, partner, agent …. that I love.

After, I went to the candy shop and bought two bags of candy. I huddled up in a corner in my room and ate every single last piece of candy that I owed you. I didn't get a cavity (thankfully) but it was all for you Di. I asked Principal Pebbleton to set up a memorial for you. It's a plaque by the stairs in the hall.

Diana Lombard: High academic student will always be remembered and loved by many for many things that she has done for this school.

Dad just called. We were figuring out what to put on your gravestone. We decided on:

Diana Maria Lombard: A wonderful sister and daughter. Loved by many and will always be a light in the dark. She touched many people's lives and left an imprint in their hearts that forever will be remembered.

*2 days later*

Guess what Di? Jenni asked me out! I don't know if it was out of pity but I won't mess up. I'll be a gentleman and I'll look after your best friend. Don't worry. Also, shortly after the shooting they caught your killer. 30 years to life.

We all still love and remember you at Torrington. M.O.M even named a Centre award after you. The Diana Lombard award for bravery and courage. You WERE really brave Di. Even on missions. You held on, and sometimes even saved me from monsters. I still don't know why you had to die Di. But you're memory will always live on in the hearts of others. I guess your time was just up. I know you wanted to go to University so bad and become a doctor but …. Oh well. I know you're in a better place where you don't have to suffer. I would have done anything for you, I'll be happy for you. But life goes on with or without you. I'll see you on the other side one day.

This time Martin cried tears not of sorrow and sadness but tears of hopes and dreams for tomorrow.

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