This Chapter will be a real sad one. WARNING, keep tissues at the ready, this chapter may cause a serious river of tears.
(Chap 3: Concrete Angel) (Jack's POV)
She walks to school with the lunch she packed,
I never expected it to come to this.
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back.
I left her to help my friend… I should have never left her alone.
Whearin' the same dress she ware yesterday,
But would have I been able to stop it from happening, even if I was there? Would I really have made any difference?
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace.
I wonder if she has any friends that will come to see her. Or what would have happened had anyone asked?
The teacher wonders, but she doesn't ask,
How did she do so well not to show it?
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask.
All I did was try once to get help.
Bearin' the burden of a secret storm,
Should I have asked for help sooner?
Sometimes she wishes she was never born.
Through the wind, and the rain, she stands hard as a stone,
In a world that she can't rise above.
But her dreams give her wings, and she flies to a place where she's loved,
Concrete Angel.
Could I have really saved her?
Somebody cries in the middle of the night,
Surely somebody heard something when we here being tortured.
The neighbors hear but they turn out the light.
There is so much that could have changed, or happened if only one of them little things had been changed.
A fragile soul, caught in the hands of fate,
Was there any need for him to kill her? Her body, bruised, bloody and broken, sprawled out on the grass. He left the knife in her chest.
When mornin' comes, it'll be too late.
Through the wind, and the rain, she stands hard as a stone,
In a world that she can't rise above.
But her dreams give her wings, and she flies to a place where she's loved,
Concrete Angel.
Today I realise just how important she was to me, and so many others.
A statue stands in a shaded place,
Her friends, girls, boys, goths, preppies, surfers, skaters, all gathered at one side of the grave, hiding behind each other, as if she could see through the statue and would be saddened by seeing them cry… I asked her to trust me and she did… and now she was no more.
An angel girl with an upturned face.
I sigh. A part of me is tearing apart, but another part of me is happy, knowing her death was not in vain.
A name is written on a polished rock,
The future of other abused kids won't be so bleak anymore. Her death has opened England's eyes. And I'm not going back to America, I'm going to stay and help rid this place of scum like my dad. She'll never be forgotten again.
A broken heart that the word forgot.
I placed the flowers at the feet of the marble statue, when I heard something. A light giggle from behind the life-sized Angel. I looked to see two smiling, blackish-brown eyes, honey-brown hair, and a pail hand waving at me. I waved back at Ash. And looked on as she noticed a portal of light materialize behind her. Small humanoid things with dragonfly wings becoming her to come. She looked at me a little sadly. I nodded. It was time to let her go. She smiled and faded as she ran toward the light, giving me one last wave as a silhouette, before disappearing, Zero following close behind.
I will live out the rest of my life, protecting others like her. I've had the courage to ask Sally out and now the world is a much safer place… All thanks to Ash. This worlds real Concrete Angel.
Through the wind, and the rain, she stands hard as a stone,
In a world that she can't rise above.
But her dreams give her wings, and she flies to a place where she's loved,
Concrete Angel.
Yes, Zero died too. I know that it's sad , but it's my favourite song, and thought it fitted the chapter perfectly. It was this or Bring Me To Life by Evanescence and I've used that in quite a few of my other fics. Plz R+R