Chapter 14 - Goodbye
Margret walked up to me before pulling me into a tight embrace. "I'm so sorry, Ricky." She whispered into my ear.
I looked at Margret, praying that she was just pulling some sort of sick joke. The look on her face made me realize that she was telling the truth. A truth I really couldn't -and wasn't ready- to deal with.
"How?" Was all I could manage to ask. My mind racing a mile a minute. Margret looked at me with tears in her eyes.
"Ricky, I don't think I should tell you." She replied, her voice cracking. I shook my head angrily.
"Damn it, Margret! I'm not a child. Tell me how she did it!" I screamed at her, my anger boiling over.
Margret didn't even flinch, she was obviously expecting my reaction. She shook her head.
"I know your not a child, Ricky. I just don't think you can handle that kind of information right now." She replied as calmly as she could.
I threw my head back, laughing bitterly. "When is the right time, Margret? Do you really think it's going to be easier, lets say a year from now?" I asked harshly. She sighed, rubbing her fingers against her temples.
"Ricky...." She started. I didn't let her finish, cutting her off.
"Margret," My voice lowered, my face contorting in agony. "Please, I need to know." I pleaded with her, my eyes welling up with tears.
Margret's face softened, as she looked at me sadly. "Are you sure?" She asked quietly. I nodded my head. Her eyes welled with tears as she spoke. "She hung herself." She said quietly, so quietly I almost didn't hear her.
She hung herself. She hung herself. She hung herself. She hung herself.
I couldn't believe this. It couldn't have been my sister, my Sophie. My ears rang, bile rising in my throat. I turned my head and vomited until nothing was left in my stomach. I sat down on the bench behind Margret, putting my head between my knee's, taking deep breath's. I closed my eyes tightly, an image of my sister hanging embedded itself in my brain. My throat burned as I began to dry heave. I felt Margret rub my shoulder, trying to comfort me. I took another deep breath before looking at her.
"Amy," I said still taking deep breaths. "I need Amy."
Margret nodded her head. "Stay here. I'll go get her." She said before quickly walking back into the school. It only took about five minutes for Margret to return, with Amy.
"Ricky?" Amy asked, sounding scared. I turned to her, got up, and wrapped her in a tight embrace. "Ricky, what's wrong?" Amy asked nervously. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself enough to speak.
"My sister." Was all I managed before the tears spilled down my cheeks. She tried pulling away to look at me but I pulled her closer, not wanting to let go of her.
"What happened?" She asked. When I didn't answer her, she tried again. "Ricky, your scaring me. What happened?" She asked, sounding frightened.
"She, she's gone." I replied. I wasn't sure I could say the words 'She hung herself', without completely losing it.
"What? What happened?" She asked quickly, her hands rubbing my back soothingly.
"I can't..." I replied, my voice cracking. I wasn't going to be able to get the words out.
"Shh, It's okay." Amy replied tenderly, her hand stroking the back of my neck softly.
I gripped onto her tighter and buried my head into the crook of her neck. My body shook violently as I cried, more like sobbed, into her long brown hair.
"Amy, I called your mom. She's on her way to pick up Ricky at the nursery. She said she'd meet you at home." Margret said softly. I felt Amy nod her head against me, before thanking her.
After a couple of minutes I was done crying, but still held onto Amy. Amy kept stroking my hair softly. I breathed in, the scent of vanilla shampoo filling my nostrils. I pulled away lightly, looking Amy in the eye. "Thank you." I said, love filling my voice. I don't know where I would be right now without Amy. She looked at me, confused.
"For what?" She asked, her face contorting in confusion. I gave her the biggest smile I could manage.
"For just being here." I replied softly.
"You don't need to thank me for that, Ricky." She replied. "I will always be here for you. Well, that is until you get sick of me." She added, a soft smile adoring her beautiful face.
I cupped her face in my hands gently. "I will always want you here, with me." I replied honestly. "I love you, Amy." I added before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
She sighed against my lips. "I love you, too." She whispered.
I looked deeply into her eyes. At that moment I knew without a doubt, that I wanted to marry this woman. She was truly incredible. I knew she would be the one to help me get through the death of my sister. I knew my sister would have loved Amy, and I was saddened that she would never get to know her. She would never get to know her nephew, either.
Part of me was angry with my sister for taking her own life. She was young. She could have done something with her life. It wasn't fair that I had to say goodbye to her now. I couldn't help but wonder if Jason was the reason she had decided to commit suicide. But, I knew one thing for sure. If I ever saw him again, I'd kill him.
Okay, so I felt bad about taking so long to post the last chapter, so I quickly started this one. I hope it doesn't disappoint. I can't believe this is already 14 chapters! It was never my intention to have that many chapters, so hopefully I can wrap this up in ten more chapters. Anyways, if you guys want to see something happen in this story, please tell me. I really want to give you guys what you want. So, R&R! =]
