A:N/ ... I apologize about the last chapter. I was going to write why Arthur was staring up at the sky so much in the coming chapters.
After some very concerning eye twitching, talking, and it's fair amount of silences, the three decided to retire to bed. As Arthur pulled the covers over him, he noticed the string of light shinning across the bed. It was thin and dim. Hardly noticeable. But it was intriguing. Though not long after some time of completely staring at the string, he realized it was sunshine. Arthur let out a deep sigh. He didn't want to deal with the sun with the mood he had right now. So deciding to ignore, Arthur laid back, falling into his pillow roughly. And then, simply drifted to sleep as soon his eyelids covered his sight.
"Mum! Mum don't go! Please!"
"I'm sorry, but I must."
In a blink of an eye, she was gone. I ran and ran, but couldn't catch her hand that lingered behind her. Her pale white, cracked, skinny hand. It almost seemed like it was wanting for me to hold it, but it didn't let me.
"Come back here Arthur! Don't go running off like that again! You have studying to do!" My father screamed at me, grabbing my hand violently, digging his strength into my palms without any second thought.
"F-father! You can't let mum leave!" I yelled back, my sight then suddenly went blurry. And as soon as I took a moment to scanning, I found myself staring into so many other sets of eyes. They were all tall, moving figures, breathing, whispers to one another. I felt cold water rush down my cheeks as I felt the heat of the figure's stars burn into me more.
"She can do what she wants! I have no word in her life!" Father yelled back at me, his voice filled with malice. Though it wasn't surprising. That was how his voice always sounded.
As I snapped my head up, I quickly looked around, attempting to recognize my mum from the crowd.
Then ... I heard something so familiar it scared me ...
CHOO CHOO!
"MUM!" I screamed helplessly. The second I yelled my father loosened his grip, without any other thought crossing my mind, I took off. Running through the crowd, I desperately look for the source.
And at the moment I find I'm frozen.
"M-mum ..." I said trailing off. My voice sound was so low, even I could hardly hear it.
My eyes widened in disbelief. There was another crowd circled around something ... I couldn't quit make it out at first. But then, when I got closer, I saw it.
It was a body.
A lifeless, blood stained body.
It was a woman.
Her dirty blond hair covered her whole face, her arms collapsed over one another as her legs crossed.
"ARTHUR, COME HERE! NOW!" My father bellowed. I didn't look back to see if my father, I couldn't. My eyes were clued to the sight of that body.
The worst, it was mum's body.
I can't believe that I forgot how mum died. That morning it was so shinny and peaceful, perhaps that's why mum wanted to leave today. But it all went down hill the moment mum got stabbed.
"Mum! Mummy! Mum!" I screamed down at the body. I couldn't see. Everything was a blur. Even the figures were mushed together so tightly I couldn't make out if there were two or twenty. My eyes burned, and my cheeks were icy pale. I forced my body to move, to huge my mother's lifeless corpse. But I didn't move an inch. My body was stiff, while a tornado was stringing in the pit of my stomach.
"Arthur! Wake up! It's time for breakfast!" Arthur suddenly shot straight up in bed, his eyes widened.