"Torie," John hesitantly stepped foot in the room that once belonged to his best friends lover. He was worried for her..who wasn't? For the past couple of weeks since she discovered Hunters body on the bed covered in blood...she spent all of her time in his room staring out of the window motionless. Every guy in the house took a turn to bring back that raidiant smile from their band mate who just hid in the shadows of Hunters room,but failed miserably. They never gave up though,didn't have the heart to. It was a miracle if she even slept in her room...or at all.
"Torie," he repeated placing his large hand on her shoulder,waking her from the trance she was in,"its time. The guys are waiting." Torie only nodded and waved her hand dismissively to John. He patted her once and walked out of the room leaving the echo of the wooden floors behind his steps. She looked behind her and made sure John left before she took Hunters last note out from under the window sill. Kane told her to get rid of the note cause it would only cause her pain,but she didn't listen. Torie taped it under the window sill where she spent most of her days since Hunter died. What else was she supposed to do? Get rid of the last thing Hunter would every say to her?
Before leaving the room,Torie hugged the note close to her chest after reading it multiple times that her eyes began to get blurry from the near escaping tears. She slipped it back in place and stood from the padded chair,closed the window and slowly made her way down the hallway and nearing the top steps. Conversation stopped downstairs when they heard Torie's steps nearing the stairwell. Her hand slid down the railing with each step she took,her eyes didn't meet anyones but her black heeled shoes. Shawn,Randy,Kane and John stood at the bottom waiting for her to finish her journey down the steps in black suits. Their faces held no emotion for they had not lost an amazing bandmate but life long friend of many years. The four men watched as Torie took her last struggling step and walked straight ahead toward the door without a greeting of any kind into the rain that felt cool against her flesh which for now gave her an escape of why her life was slowly crumbling into pieces before her eyes.
"I'm so saddened for your loss Torie."
"I'm so sorry Torie."
"He was a great man Torie."
"Its very sad to see him go so young Torie."
That was all she could hear at the end of the funeral that took place outside under a well decorated tent. The people were nothing but blurs to her. It felt like she wasn't there at all. Her soul felt prisoner in this body and her body felt prisoner in this god forsaken world. Torie cast her glance to Shawn who stood mere feet away. His body slumped forward as if a heavy weight seemed to collapse on his body and tears fell freely from his eyes. She wondered what he was thinking..Hunter and Shawn were the closest in the group after all:
Shawn's P.O.V Why did he do this? What was it that I didn't see? If I would have known that something was bothering him so badly...I would have...I could have...but I didn't. I didn't because I had no idea,no clue of what went on in the last days leading to his death. I can't help but feel responsible for Hunter taking his own life. I was...am his best friend. I knew every secret he kept,everything he did,he trusted me enough to not tell anyone and I didn't. It obviously wasn't enough for Hunter to tell him what was truly wrong. Maybe he felt it was time,if only I were there to talk him out of it. If only I were there...
Torie watched him place a white rose on the casket of his closest friend since they were toddlers. She watched him wipe his tears and walk away as some people were also beginning to do. Torie was frozen in place either of fear she would topple over or fear in where her feet would take her. Beside Shawn stood Randy who stared at the casket emotionless and expressionless,hands clasped in front of him. She wondered what he was thinking:
Randy's P.O.V Things seemed so perfect. There were no signs that something was wrong or going for the worst. Only months ago we all stood out late at bars happily after doing gigs at a concert just miles away. Now I'm standing here with some people I know and others who I've never seen bidding a final farewell to a great and loyal friend who took his life weeks ago. What was it that made him take this way out of his problem,whatever that may have been? No one might ever know why Hunter decided to take his life so suddenly. Right now all I know is Torie is suffering and so are the rest of us,trying to piece together the mystery Hunter left us behind.
Orton placed a white rose on the casket next to Shawns and stood there a while longer before descending out of the tent following into Michaels footsteps. Torie knew that they were hurting as well as she was and it wasn't helping that she was shunning them and keeping herself from the way she used to be before this tragedy. It was the only way she knew how to cope...the only way she knew how. Not far stood the monstrous Kane clad in a black suit as well,face immune from any emotion. Torie couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment fro he always had that face all the time unless joking around with the rest of the guys and herself. She wondered what he was thinking:
Kane's P.O.V I thought my life was bad and had taken a turn for the worst. Hunter knew how to hide his problems and feelings from the rest of the group very well that was for sure. Not even myself who was the most demented one in the band could think of killing himself the way Hunter had. Multiple stab wounds to the stomach,self inflicted. What was it that drove Hunter to such madness that ending his life was the only way to escape it? I could only imagine what Torie is going through right now. I even took it upon myself to go where Torie hid for the past several weeks and try to bring that smile on her face again which was the only thing that actually put me in a lighter mood. Only time could tell..maybe time could reveal as well.
Kane took to gigantic steps toward the casket and placed the white rose beside the others. Torie watched him shake his head and follow in the path of Randy and Shawn. More and more people were walking off,away into their little happy and tragic free bubbles. It must have be nice for them to just take time out of their perfect little lives and spend time in a moment of sadness and ill emotion,where they know it will only last as long as they would stay until they decided to go back to their happy homes. Last but not least Torie cast her eyes to her best friend John Cena. Tears were in his eyes but they didn't fall,as if a wall blocked them from doing so. She tilted her head to the side and also wondered what was on his mind:
John's P.O.V This was all wrong. How can all of this happen in just a course of a month or two? I recently talked to Hunter about how life was going and he responded with perfect and just great,a smile etched on his face too. What was it that drove him insane? So many questions that I have but it seemed that they all swirled around in some part of my brain and disappeared into a cloud of dust. Now Hunter left behind Torie who walked around as if prisoner inside her own body. Why was life so cruel? What did the future hold for him and the rest of the guys,especially Torie? Again with the questions that aren't going to be answered any time soon.
John walked slowly toward the casket,almost as if he were afraid Hunter would pop out any moment and yell "April Fools!" even though it wasn't april or close to it. He twirled the white rose in his hand before letting it flow on the casket ever so gently. John wiped his eyes and instead of following the path in which the others took,he walked straight to Torie. Everyone else started to leave,file out from under the dryness the tent provided them.
"Hey." It was the only word that his dry mouth seemed to offer.
All he recieved was her stare and his heart clogged in his throat at the look her eyes held. They were once blue pools that sparkled even if she didn't smile. Now the blue pools turned ice gray and cold with nothing. No sparkle. No...anything.
"You want to go home now?" He took her hand and waited anxiously for a reply even if it only consisted of one word.
"I need a moment alone," her voice was dry and rigid as if she hadn't spoken in months which was probably somewhat the case,"just one moment." John smiled and placed a warm kiss on her cold and tear stained cheek. He nodded and walked away only looking back once to make sure she didn't just run off for some odd reason. Torie took slow and small steps to the casket that was closed per her wishes. She couldn't bare see Hunter just laying there cold and...motionless. She met him with such energy and his laughter...god it was burned into her memory. Torie met him as a full energized man with a heart of gold and she wanted it to stay that way. The men at the gravesite began to lower the casket deep below the ground.
Torie could only stand there and watch as memories flashed before her eyes. They started to cover the casket with the dirt that they uncovered hours ago to put the man that many loved feet deep in the ground for the first and final time. A single tear managed to escape and land so perfectly where Hunters heart was hidden in the very polished dark brown box. Torie made slow steps from the scene and out of the tent into a life full of wonder and tinge of regret,but she would soon get over it,she always did. In her thoughts she entered the car where the four guys sat in. Little did they know that Torie killed their best friend those weeks ago. Not the first murder she skillfully planned and definitely not the last. For now that her hands were clean from Hunter there were four more men to go and their time was ticking.
Tick.
Tock.
There is a reason.
However,only Torie will know for her hands are stained with the blood of lives she has taken,a life long process that leaves her with no regret or sadness. That is the face of evil. Do you know one?
First story that I have written that is sooo depressive and sinister..I hope you guys have enjoyed it! Thanks for the reviews ahead of time!