Chapter 3: Grief in the kingdom of imagination

A/N: Hello! It's been ages since I posted an actual story chapter. Anyways, Thanks to everyone that has subscribed or reviewed. And a very special thanks to Fyre (fyrephoenix16) for reading this constantly, she is the greatest reader anyone could have. Anyways, on with Chapter 3 of I love her. Italics are Flashback. Read on. I had a tear in my eye writing this. Disclaimer- I do not own BTT

Jesse was in Terabithia, crying his eyes out, earlier that morning his parents had returned from staying at Virginia hospital and when they got him from the Burkes the first thing he noticed was his father had been crying. After a conversation with the Burkes about Lesley's return and a private word about what happened with them, they headed home. He remembered the conversation they had vividly.

"Now Jesse, as you know your sister, May-Belle was in hospital for something we didn't know." His usually hard-as-steel dad said with grief in his voice. They had sat him down at their kitchen table when they got home. "Turns out she had liver disease. They couldn't get a donor in time" his dad continued. Realization flooded over Jesse "You mean she-she-she's dead!?" He sobbed. "Yes, I'm sorry for "He didn't get to finish the last sentence as Jesse stormed out the door at that moment and ran to Terabithia.

He couldn't believe it. Beautiful, kind and brilliant May-Belle was dead. She was the one who helped Jesse and Leslie bond.

"Jesse?" asked a voice. He looked up to see the Bright eyed, dirty blonde, face of Leslie Burke, the girl whom through imagination and love was brought back to life. Something Jesse realised was that she had been crying too. She continued "My parents told me what happened to May-Belle and I'm sorry. I talked to the faerie council and they said that as she died for natural reasons they can't bring her back."
"Don't worry, its fine, Leslie." Jesse said
"Its obviously not, you barely ever cry." She replied
Jesse looked away, slightly embarrassed.
"Jesse, look at me" said Leslie with annoyance obvious in her voice
Jesse turned his head round and looked at her.
"I don't want to see you like this, Jesse, I love you and no one would want to someone they love like this" whispered Leslie
"OK, I'll try to cope, I'll need help but I'll be able to do it." Answered Jesse after a long thought.
"Thank you." Gasped Leslie, not realising she was holding her breath.
And the 2 played the evening away, even though dark clouds still hung in Jesse's mind

A/N: TA-DAAAH! Chapter 3 of I love her done, make sure to check out my other stories as well. Be aware the next chapter jumps forwards a few years. Read on, fan fictionists, read on!

-ToAC