Yarn Ball

4.0

Sam

Tyler handed back the blanket and walked away from me without another word. I knew he must've been devastated. I hated that there was nothing I could do to help or fix this. I didn't try to stop him from leaving, I just let him go. I knew he needed some time to grieve.

Ashely was rounded the corner but before I could talk to her, she rushed into Muriel's room.

I guess she was helping with everything.

Tyler finding his grandmother dead had caused chaos in the residents home. The patients were wailing about how they could die and no one would even notice and some were just crying for Muriel. The doctors and nurses were all over the place and there was no real form of order established until later that afternoon.

The morgue people had already come by and picked up the body to preserve it until funeral plans could be made. This was overwhelming, even for me, and it made me wonder how Tyler was handling all of this.

Tyler

The moment I got home, I barricaded myself in my room and let the tears drop. They fell down faster than before as each tear drop slid down my cheek only to be replaced by more. I didn't mean to, it just sort of happened and it seemed that once I started, I couldn't seem to stop.

I didn't know if Id ever be okay again.

A soft knock came from my door but I didn't answer. I couldn't. The only sounds I could make were the sobs that racked my form and expressed that I was in pain. My door opened after a few moments and my dad walked in. I looked up at him but he didn't say anything. He only pulled me in for a hug and let me cry.

And I cried.

And cried.

And cried for who knows how long but he still sat there with me. After a while, the tears stopped but the pain I felt didn't. It seemed to have worsened and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"I know it hurts, son, but this is a part of life. It was her time. Just hope that wherever she is, she's happy." he said in a calm soothing voice.

"It's not fair." I sniffled.

"I know Tyler but that's how life is. Bad things happen to good people and there's nothing we can do but try and look towards the future and do the things we think will make them proud."

I just modded as a numb feeling began to spread through my body. Dad placed a tender hand on my shoulder and squeezed lightly before getting up and leaving my room.

"Everything will be okay again someday." he said before closing my door behind him.

Someday.

But I didn't want it to be okay someday. I wanted it to be okay now but I guess that in life you can't always get what you want.