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Chapter 3: Cemetery
"I'm right here when you get done. Don't leave through any other exit. After an hour, I'm coming in to look for you," Havoc spouted off. He reminded me of my mother, except that she'd been worrying about my safety. Havoc was worried about his job.
"I think I've got it. Could you repeat it one more time, just to be sure?" I asked, only somewhat mockingly.
Havoc took a breath to start in again, and then it clicked. "Oh, right. I'll stop talking now. But remember, you only get an hour."
"I think I have it. An hour," I repeated, before walking into the Cemetery, alone.
My father's grave was towards the back of the Cemetery, and the grave markers on either side on his were easily ten times as big with large spidery scrawl that said the names of the deceased, the birth & death dates, and a heartfelt message from the family. Father's was simple; a small round stone with his name. That's all I'd been able to afford.
"Hello," I said weakly, falling to my knees at his gravestone. I was numb all over. I was here to accept that he was dead and move on. To spill all of my pain and sorrow here and leave it when I left.
"You didn't give me enough time. Why did you have to die now? I need you. I need somebody. I can't live alone, I'm afraid. Daddy, I-" I had to break off and swallow the sob that was coming. "-can't do this alone. Please. Why'd you have to leave me?" I was sobbing by the time I'd finished asking him. I fell forward and hugged his gravestone, sobbing into it.
He'd left me. He'd left me in this world alone. And I didn't – couldn't – stand alone. It was unfair, the entire world was unfair. I was letting out all of my pent up emotions. I was numb from the fact that I'd lost both of my parents, frustrated because I was alone, and angry at the world for taking the two things that mattered to me away.
"Miss Marshall? Are you still–? Are you okay?!" Havoc had come looking for me. I was still bent over my father's headstone, and was crying. He put a hand on my shoulder and turned me around. "Miss Marshall, are you okay?"
I shook my head violently, but instead of trying to stop crying, I simply lunged forward and grabbed Havoc, squeezing him while I cried. "W-why am I alone? W-what did I-I do t-to deserve this? I-I don't w-want t-to be alone." I blubbered, crying into his chest.
I think he was shocked, because it took a couple of seconds before he started rubbing my back soothingly. "You're not alone. I'm here," He told me, puzzled by my question, no doubt.
"Then p-promise me you w-won't leave me. I-I don't w-want to be alone. I-I'm sc-scared," I blubbered again. Only being half aware of what I was actually doing. I was hysterical, well, almost hysterical.
"Don't be scared! Um, I won't leave you. Just stop crying, everything is okay." Havoc stumbled over his words. "Let's get back to your car, where you can sit down out of the mud."
I nodded half heartedly, still crying. I had a bunch of pent up emotions, and for some reason, once I'd pulled the plug on one, the rest of the corks popped out and a whole slew of emotions came out.
"Good. This way." Havoc instructed me. I was crying so hard that I couldn't see, and I ended up tripping over something. I was back on the ground, surprised by the change in scenery; I stopped crying long enough to look up as Havoc picked me up bridal-style. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
His words comforted me, and as he walked back to my car, carrying me, I stopped crying. I still wouldn't let go of his shirt, but the tears stopped coming, and I could breathe again.
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Okay, the majority of the beginning of this story is split into rather short chapters, but it was originally for a challenge, so what was I gonna do?
Oh! And SURPRISE! I updated for you before Saturday because I'm going to be gone for a couple weeks and won't be able to update (most likely). So feel loved, and I hope you enjoyed it! :)
~Z