Chapter 5- The Past Pt. 2 of 2
Rain poured down at Relena's home. She watched as people loaded Peter's body up into the morgue truck. It would be awhile till she would get the chance to bury him. To bury the memories with him.
Heero tightened his grip around her body. It was the only thing keeping her here in the present. The police officer made his way towards them. She knew what to expect. How would she survive through this.
"I have a couple of questions. But first I like to tell you the time of death was at 8pm. Where were you at that time?"
"Um.let's see.eight o'clock. I was in my den working on some documents."
"Why didn't you check up on him in the morning?"
"I thought he had already left for school. It was a little late by the time I woke up."
"Was there anyone else here last night?"
"Just the servants."
"Thank you. That's all I need for now. Please take it easy. I'll inform you one any updates."
With that he left, and the next day would arrive.
*~*
Everyone laughed at Duo's new charade. Relena sat quietly enjoying the happiness. Heero tightened his grip on her hand. She looked over at him with uneasiness. Hero bent over and whispered in her ear.
"I know you don't want to be here, but smile a little."
Relena gave him a reassuring smile and continues to watch Duo and his charade.
*~*
The house seemed quiet without Peter. None of his practical jokes to make her laugh. None of the simple smiles she received when she got home from a long days work.
Relena taped up the last box and looked around the empty room. It seemed like no one was ever really living there.
The blood wouldn't come off the wall so it had to be repainted. All of Peter's possessions and toys were packed up in boxes waiting to be carried to the attic. The weight of it all was coming down on her shoulders. Just last week he had said he would enjoy Heero to be his father. Tears filled her eyes. But she had no time to shed them, for the doorbell rang.
She opened the door to find everyone looking back at her. Their faces grim and tired. Her smile faulted as she let them in. They all stood in the living room on one side and Relena and Heero at the other. She felt like she was being attacked.
"We know it's been trying for you, but we feel you need to talk to someone." Millardo started.
"Please we just want to help." Hilde said.
More comments came. They soon started to tie together. They were here not meaning to attack, but they were. It started to make Relena's head hurt. The same thing was being said. Everyone Relena knew kept giving her pity, sympathy. It never ended.
"We feel it's best." Three people said. Relena couldn't make out who was talking. Although good intention was at heart, they weren't giving her space.
"Will you stop it?" screamed Relena. "I feel like I'm being attacked! Your making my head hurt. Now will you all just leave me alone?"
No one moved, too stunned to see Relena at a breaking point.
"I said leave!"
Disappointed, they all filed out. Heero looked at Relena with concern. Was she this close already to her breaking point?
He placed his palm on her cheek. She looked at him frustrated.
"You too." She whispered. "You need to leave to."
Heero's eyes widened in surprise.
"I'm just trying to help." Never leaving her gaze. She gave a sigh in frustration. Shaking her head, she walked him to the door. "Heero, I don't want to hurt you. Will you please leave?" Reluctantly, he gave in. He placed a kiss on her lips and departed. He never did go back to her. She never let him. He did try but it was useless.
*~*
Heero threw off his coat as he entered his apartment. His answer machine blinked with messages. One was from his new girlfriend Cherry the other.
"You have another new message."
"You want the truth about what happened a year ago with Peter. You'll meet me at Central Park, midnight. Alone."
There was a click and then it turned off.
Rain poured down at Relena's home. She watched as people loaded Peter's body up into the morgue truck. It would be awhile till she would get the chance to bury him. To bury the memories with him.
Heero tightened his grip around her body. It was the only thing keeping her here in the present. The police officer made his way towards them. She knew what to expect. How would she survive through this.
"I have a couple of questions. But first I like to tell you the time of death was at 8pm. Where were you at that time?"
"Um.let's see.eight o'clock. I was in my den working on some documents."
"Why didn't you check up on him in the morning?"
"I thought he had already left for school. It was a little late by the time I woke up."
"Was there anyone else here last night?"
"Just the servants."
"Thank you. That's all I need for now. Please take it easy. I'll inform you one any updates."
With that he left, and the next day would arrive.
*~*
Everyone laughed at Duo's new charade. Relena sat quietly enjoying the happiness. Heero tightened his grip on her hand. She looked over at him with uneasiness. Hero bent over and whispered in her ear.
"I know you don't want to be here, but smile a little."
Relena gave him a reassuring smile and continues to watch Duo and his charade.
*~*
The house seemed quiet without Peter. None of his practical jokes to make her laugh. None of the simple smiles she received when she got home from a long days work.
Relena taped up the last box and looked around the empty room. It seemed like no one was ever really living there.
The blood wouldn't come off the wall so it had to be repainted. All of Peter's possessions and toys were packed up in boxes waiting to be carried to the attic. The weight of it all was coming down on her shoulders. Just last week he had said he would enjoy Heero to be his father. Tears filled her eyes. But she had no time to shed them, for the doorbell rang.
She opened the door to find everyone looking back at her. Their faces grim and tired. Her smile faulted as she let them in. They all stood in the living room on one side and Relena and Heero at the other. She felt like she was being attacked.
"We know it's been trying for you, but we feel you need to talk to someone." Millardo started.
"Please we just want to help." Hilde said.
More comments came. They soon started to tie together. They were here not meaning to attack, but they were. It started to make Relena's head hurt. The same thing was being said. Everyone Relena knew kept giving her pity, sympathy. It never ended.
"We feel it's best." Three people said. Relena couldn't make out who was talking. Although good intention was at heart, they weren't giving her space.
"Will you stop it?" screamed Relena. "I feel like I'm being attacked! Your making my head hurt. Now will you all just leave me alone?"
No one moved, too stunned to see Relena at a breaking point.
"I said leave!"
Disappointed, they all filed out. Heero looked at Relena with concern. Was she this close already to her breaking point?
He placed his palm on her cheek. She looked at him frustrated.
"You too." She whispered. "You need to leave to."
Heero's eyes widened in surprise.
"I'm just trying to help." Never leaving her gaze. She gave a sigh in frustration. Shaking her head, she walked him to the door. "Heero, I don't want to hurt you. Will you please leave?" Reluctantly, he gave in. He placed a kiss on her lips and departed. He never did go back to her. She never let him. He did try but it was useless.
*~*
Heero threw off his coat as he entered his apartment. His answer machine blinked with messages. One was from his new girlfriend Cherry the other.
"You have another new message."
"You want the truth about what happened a year ago with Peter. You'll meet me at Central Park, midnight. Alone."
There was a click and then it turned off.
