Character: Edward Elric
Mother's Day
How he hated this day. Once every year it came to haunt him, came to choke him, came to make him wish that he had no reason to carry on. He forever felt the guilt of his mistake, but it was on this day that it hurt the most; twisting and writhing in his chest, so that he felt that he could no longer exist.
The grass beneath him was wet, damp with the morning dew. The air cold and bitter, slight breezes making the trees sway, dancing solemnly in the faint, dawn light. But he noticed none of this, only aware of the headstone standing before him, a small, white, flower hanging limply in his hand.
Tears began to well in his eyes and, despite desperate attempts to keep them at bay; they were soon flowing freely down his face. Sobs wracked his body uncontrollably as he dropped to his knees, overwhelmed by the sudden hopelessness that he felt. Thoughts heaved tumultuously through his mind, but he was so overcome with misery that he could barely comprehend them, simply letting them slosh back and forth in his head.
Unaware of his surroundings, he failed to notice the figure approach him from behind, almost silent besides the odd, metallic clanking.
"Brother?" Enquired a timid voice, echoing throughout the suit of armour, which contained the young boy's soul. There was no response.
"Edward?" he tried again, this time clasping a hand on the huddled teen's shoulder. More sobs were the only reply that he was given.
"Brother, I miss Mum too…" The suit of armour murmured softly, misery resounding throughout the empty metal suit. Sitting down beside the blonde teenager, a small, tired sigh escaped him. It was always the same.
How they hated Mother's Day.
A/N: Please read and review!