The Ugly Truth

Chapter 8 - Loving The Dead

My name is Ana Jones.

My boyfriend Ashton Young didn't ran away.

I still don't know what happen but he was always there near me.

Watching me, and loving me like before.

It had been a week since our last encounter at the hospital.

I was back home with Karen, still being suspicious about her, taking Ashton's warning seriously.

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(And again a flashback)

I was walking down the road from school, it was friday and I had no friends so obviously I wasn't going to a party.

Since I wasn't working at the shop today-Did I tell you I worked at the music shop where my brother used to take lesson's and where Ashton worked before, you know, the "Thing". So ya I'm working there just as a part time cashier.- I decided to walk from school.

I wanted to stop at the cemetery to visit Kyle, so that's what I did. I went to buy some flowers and sat down near the tombstone.

I started talking to my brother, needing his advice on what to do with my life.

“Hey Kyle”, I started. “I dont know if you can hear me from up there, but it's worth the try. I just came here to ask for some help.

I don't know what to do. I don't see mom anymore neither than dad and I don't know if I should believe Karen when she says she loves me. I think she is using me for some kind of thing. And I just wanted to tell you that I miss you and that I will always love you.”

I started crying my guts out, not knowing why. I didn't even know I was holding so much pain inside.

After a moment when there was no more tears for my body to cry,I got up and left the bouquet of flowers on the grass near him and walked away.

I heard something moving on my right and froze. I looked to where I heard the sound, but there was nothing.

"Must have been the wind" I said to myself, and I kept walking.

***

I arrived late that day and Karen was infuriated when I walked in the house.

But when she finally understood what I was doing she gave me a sad smile and hugged me with all the love she had.

At that moment I thought of how much I loved my brother. I loved him more than Karen even after everything she did for me.

I loved Kyle more than my parents because he never was a coward like them.

And I loved him more than Ashton because even if he never left, he still let me believe that he did and Kyle never did such a thing.