Nova
They say there are five stages to grief.
Stage 1|Denial.
The first stage in this theory is when we simply cannot fathom the idea that the person we loved most; has died. The denial helps with the immense feeling of overwhelming pain. A pain that is so great, your chest tightens at the thought of them no longer there. Something so simply as breathing becomes a battle as you try to grasp into little threads of oxygen as your hands clenches your chest. The pain is so unbearable that the reality seems almost...impossible.
Everything that you thought in that moment has now shifted, disappeared call it what you want. It's all the same amount of pain. Your mind goes into denial for many other reasons other then pain. It could be because you have just saw, spoken, laughed, kissed, held or were near that person moments before everything fell apart. So it's seems crazy to say there no longer here when to you they just where.
"Nova?" I hear Kelly whisper as she pokes her head through the door.
"I'm not going to shatter." I say in a small voice. I feel like I am.
Every second without him it feels like a part of me breaks until I'm left with nothing. That's what I am without him, well it feels like I am.
This can't be real.
"Right, sorry. Your parents are here." I turn my head to the door. Kelly opens it wider and it's then I see the solemn faces of my parents.
"Hey, sweetie." My mother is the first to speak as she treads carefully towards me. "I'm so sorry." She sends me a look full of pity.
I don't know why, Grayson's not gone. He can't be.
"You need to get yourself checked out, sweetie." She pushes my hair back from my head revealing my wounds. I turn my head to the side making her hand fall.
I don't want to. It will make it all seem to real. I glance down at Grayson's ring that sits loosely on my finger. It was his favourite one, he always used to fiddle with it if he was frustrated or angry. I always used to know when to hold his hand or comfort him if I saw him fiddling with it.
I begin to fiddle with it.
"I'm fine." I say.
I'm fine because Grayson will come back.
"Nova, I know your upset but your health is important." I can't help but clench my jaw when my father speaks.
"Why would you care? You never liked him anyway." I speak coldly towards him. I don't pay any mind to the way he narrows his eyes at me.
Grayson isn't gone.
"I care about you Nova, so go to the hospital and get yourself checked." His deep voice is commanding and usually I would listen.
"Lets not right now, okay?" My mother sends my father a glare. "How about we go together? Would that be easier?" She sends me a comforting smile.
I want Grayson here. When is he coming back?
"I said I'm fine." I shake my head turning down the offer.
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The mafia hunt.
Teen Fiction(Editing) Warning: this book contains many strong women who won't take shit from any man. Some viewers may be upset by that.... :( *** After Grayson killed his father, he became the most powerful man but also the most hunted. When the feared gang t...
