The Truth Behind These Bruises

by almost.writer

I tugged gently at the sleeve that covered the secrets that colored my arms underneath. Ever since my mother had passed, my father never stopped drinking. He focused all his anger on me leaving discolored spots to decorate my arms. The scab-like strokes around my wrist were my own doing. Somehow, hurting myself just helps me learn my lesson. Whatever I'm supposed to be learning.

11. Chapter 11

(Still Part 1)

[Natsu POV]

I look up from the floor to see a nurse coming closer to me. She had a sincere look in her eye and weak smile on her face.

"No, no, no, no…" I repeated over and over. No! This can't be real! I stood before her and she looked up at me, her smile gone. She shook her head before dropping her gaze.

The world around me slowed. I dropped to my knees. Tears crawled down my face. My heart shattered. The only good thing in my life was now nothing but a memory. Her physical presence no longer existing. My body trembled as the thoughts and memories of her rushed through my brain. I screamed from the pain that filled my heart. Nothing could match the pain I feel now. She left me, all alone.

Rain gently fell on the umbrellas that surrounded the small area. I didn't hold one. I stood in the rain, allowing it to soak me. I didn't care. The only thing that I truly cared about now laid in the casket before me, slowly being lowered into the ground. Although, I couldn't cry. I had no more tears, they had all left me, like her.

Andy stood beside me in tears. I kneeled down and pulled him close to me. He has no more family to go to when he needs it. I know how he feels. I grab the little boy in my grasp and carry him away from the grave.

I glance back one more time. I see a glowing figure with blonde hair and beautiful chocolate eyes with a white lace dress. She smiles at me. I smile back as one tear falls. I nod my head before turning back and walking away.