Daughter of a Hitman: Prologue part 2

So this is the last of the backstory guys, the next chapter will begin the story! To everyone who reviewed, you're awesome and encouraged me to write more, so thanks! Remember- reviews=inspiration and faster updates! Ciao Ciao!

It was raining again the day of her funeral. The rain came in thick torrents, the water rushing down the gutters and soaking everything completely. It seemed appropriate, Ryan mused. She had always loved the rain, claiming it washed everything anew and cleansed all of the dirt and grime left by humanity; she had said that it offered a chance to start over. The sleek black cars and the grim funeral-goers complemented the dreary weather, blending into the shadows of the clouds and leaving everything in a gray monotone. He guessed that was the best way to describe it as he held the hands of two crying little boys. He had cried every last tear for a lifetime it seemed, when she had died in his arms. He thought back to that day, his eyes growing distant.

The high-pitched sound of an ambulance alarm broke the sound of the rain as he wept over her limp body that was now going cold. The paramedics came rushing over, looking at the situation.
"Hand her over, kid! We need to treat her immediately!" A frantic sounding man jumped out of the ambulance, coming over.
"You're too late." He glared with bitter, pained rage at the man, blaming them for not being able to save the girl he loved.
"What do you me-"
"I said, YOU'RE TOO LATE!" He screamed at the man, tears streaming down his face and dripping onto his blood-stained shirt, mixing with the rain that came down harder as if agreeing with his rage.
"She's already dead." He said bitterly, his blue eyes closing before he looked at him again. Rain dripped from the dark lashes as he gently set her down on the blood-covered sidewalk. He motioned for the two crying little boys to come over, his eyes turning gentle. 'I promised her I would take care of them, and damn if I will let anything get in my way!' He thought this to himself, the paramedic looking dumbfounded at his outburst. Sebastian was the first to run to him, being the younger, aged only 6. Antonio followed soon after, as they both clutched his shirt desperately as if searching for answers.
"I'll take care of you." He said softly at them. "I promised her I would." Both boys already understood death, their mom having died a year and a half earlier from cancer. They understood that their sister wasn't asleep, and she certainly wasn't going to wake up. Her warm brown eyes would never open again, and she couldn't smile at them with such love anymore. They wouldn't wake up tomorrow and she would make them breakfast as always, chattering about one thing or another. She wouldn't ever hug them again, or play tag, or help them with their schoolwork. Their idol, their entire world, had come crashing down with her death. She was the one who raised them really. Their mom was too sick to do so, and their dad only cared about their mom. She was the one who tucked them in at night and sang to them when they had nightmares. They realized that they couldn't rely on that anymore. They realized that they couldn't depend on their big sister to scare away the bullies and defend them from the world. There was one person though, and they knew that Ryan wouldn't leave them. They knew that he would do the best he could. So they ran to him, needing that pillar of support more than anything else.
His eyes snapped back to reality, her bloody corpse still engraved in his mind and his heart broken and grieving. As suspected, her dad had "work" and "couldn't make it". The pastor started talking, reciting what seemed to be meaningful prayers to most, but utterly empty to him. He looked off into the distance, the dismal sky being more interesting than the ceremony at the moment. Suddenly, he heard his name called. Oh... Right. He was asked to speak today.
'Well, here goes..' He thought to himself.
He looked at Antonio and Sebastian, squeezing their small hands lightly, comforting them and saying that he would be right back. He walked up to the podium, his steps muted in the heavy rain. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with cold, rain-scented air before speaking.
"I..." He looked up at the sky, more tears falling from his blue eyes as he fell to his knees sobbing. The friends from the school that were gathered there were slightly shocked; more than a few gasped at this rare display of what they considered weakness. He stood back up, placing his hands on the podium for support as his raven-colored soaked bangs shadowed his eyes.
"I'll bet you're all thinking I'm weak, aren't you?" The students looked away, slightly ashamed.
"However, the opposite is true." They looked up as one, curious as to what he meant by that.
"It's been said by more than one person that a true man isn't afraid to shed tears, but that they know which people to shed them for. And I for one know that she was more than worthy of being wept over." He looked up, his eyes wet and full of sadness and pain that made him look far beyond his 15 years.
"She was the kindest, most honest, trustworthy person I have ever met. She defied what people, no, society, says is "cool" and what makes people popular. She struggled so hard everyday in ways that none of you will ever understand. She was the most amazing person and best friend that anyone could ask for; and above all else, she was the girl I loved and still love. I will never stop loving her until the day I perish as well, leaving this dreary world behind to see her again." He walked off of the podium, his eyes infinitely sad. "Ti amo." He whispered as he raised his head to the sky. His world seemed as empty and dark without her as the space she was confined in... His heart was beyond simply broken... It was shattered.

If all humans are flawed, who are we to say that one is better than the other? Who are we to say such as that? We are put here to live, to love, and to perish.

"Ti amo."

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