Ned awoke to the warm morning glow dancing across his skin. He felt so transformed, he felt as though he was strong enough to move the mountains. He put his face in Adrienne's neck, hoping to kiss the nook that connected to her shoulder. It was then he finally felt how cold she was. He reared back looking into her face, seeing how much greyer it was.
It was only one hour ago it was so different then, there's nothing yet that has really sunk in.
Ned didn't know what to do, while he scrambled into his clothes. He wanted to run to the nearest telephone, but was afraid to leave Adrienne's body, cold and fragile, in the woods. He put her clothes back on her, as tenderly as he could. The back of his eyelids stinging all the while.
Looks like it always did, this flesh and bone. Tied in now no one's home.
The police, fire department, and the ambulances' sirens and lights were all in a blur. Ned's older sister, Melinda, drove up in her Explorer. Alexis and Allan wailing in the backseat. All at once questions were flung at him, "What happened?" "Were the two of you consuming illegal drugs or alcohol?" "Was her death intentional?" The last question threw him off base. "I loved her, I'd never do anything to harm her!" It all went on for what seemed like an eternity.
I grieve for you, you leave me. So hard to move on, still loving what's gone they say life carries on.
They fingerprinted him, before the day was over with, they told him they'll keep in touch. Melinda drove him home, since their mom and dad were with the Thompkins. The kids were finally asleep, and the two of them actually got to talk, really talk. That was something neither one of them had done in a really long time. She held his hand, then pulled over, and hugged her brother close. Ned let his tears fall.
The news that truly shocks is this empty page, the rattle rocks its empty cage, and I can't handle this.
Days later the funeral was full of murmurs, whispers, and others weeping in handkerchiefs. Nearly the entire school showed up. Even Seth, who was sporting a tuxedo. Moze and Suzie were in the corner of the room, comforting each other. Knowing Adrienne wouldn't want them to cry. School eventually started back up, and the staff set up a memorial service for Adrienne in the auditorium. Some students like Martin Quirley and Lisa Zemo had the balls to stand up in front of the school and talk about memories of Adrienne. Ned couldn't, he wasn't ready to admit it, not yet. Home life changed, because the rising tempers of his parents. How could their perfect son kill someone? It caused Ned to sink further from society.
It's the car we ride in, the home we reside in, in the face that we hide in, the way things are tied in, life carries on.
Ned's mother and father raged at him, with words, with violence. He needed a way out, but he didn't know what. Moze and Cookie noticed the graphic change in him, and tried all they could to make him feel better. But nothing seemed to console his pain.
Did I dream this belief? Or did I believe this dream? Now I can find relief, I grieve.
Sorry this chapter is kind of lousy, I promise I'll try to make the others much better, including actual dialogue lol. It was a little hard to go about the first chapter, but I knew most people were tired of waiting for it. So thanks to all of you that emailed and please review!