Because she made me believe (ZAYN MALIK)

Sunset To Sunrise I

Author's note
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My brain was frozen momentarily unable to register her reply. Graveyard. What the hell is she doing in a graveyard ?. “Allana”, I cried back in my phone. “ Which graveyard are you at ?.” I thought I lost her for a moment because the only sound I heard was the swishing of the wind and rustling of leaves behind her. “I”, she stuttered  “ I am at St Peter’s Cemetery.”  Fortunately it was merely a fifteen minute drive from my house to the wretched cemetery .
“Zayn I …” , she sobbed. The agony in her voice was shattering my heart into fragments. “ Baby just hold on for a few minutes . I am coming. Just stay there.” I assured her. She replied with an okay which was barely audible.
I disconnected the call and rushed outside towards my car. Pushing the accelerator I sped the vehicle hoping to reach her as soon as possible .My heart was hammering against my chest and dreadful thoughts filled my head. Why was she in a graveyard ? Her tone made it evident that she was experiencing grief beyond words. Who was buried there ? I thought the only person she knew here was Tristan. Did something happen to him ? Darn it .I wish I had called her earlier today. No matter how fast I drove my destination seemed farther away.
I wanted to rush towards her , hug her , comfort her and shield her from every pain. This indescribable feeling , an unnamed emotion was tugging my heart towards her. Finally I halted my car outside  the graveyard after what felt like eons .Parking my car was easy as I could not see any living soul around here. If there were living souls over here it would be a fun fair and not a cemetery   Zayn the voice in my head chided me. As I walked towards the entrance a chill ran down my spine. There was eerie silence in the surroundings and the vibe in the air was depressing. The sun was setting by and darkness was enveloping the sky. This place was the home to the loved ones of many people who had departed from this world leaving their memories behind. Over the vast area I could only see marble stones marked with the names of people laid beneath them. Some graves had flowers kept on them a sign of remembrance from their family members or friends.
The last time I had been in a graveyard was when my grandfather passed away a few years ago. It was the worst day of my life. Images of him being lowered in the ground  flashed before my eyes and I felt bile rising in my throat. Nobody deserved to be here but my mum always told me that every journey comes to an end , so does our journey of life. Our soul seeks solace and death is a path leading towards it.
I walked in briskly and took long strides my eyes desperately seeking the figure of a girl.In the far left corner I saw  the silhouette of a person crouched besides a grave. Moving closer I could hear sobbing of  a girl and constant whispers of “ I am sorry. Please forgive me.” She was on her knees , her shoulders slumped and raven hair covered her visage. The sight of her being so vulnerable and broken made me feel like I was in a  nightmare. I bend on my knees closer to her and brushed  hair of her face tucking them behind her ears. Her face was tear stained and those twinkling eyes were bloodshot holding no hope but gloominess within them. She cast her eyes at me and I took her in my arms. A fresh stream of tears fell from her eyes and she hugged me tightly crying in my chest. “ Sshh. Let it  all out baby. I am here for you. You will be alright I promise.” I murmured assurances in her ear. As I continued to stroke her hair I glanced at the headstone of the grave. The words etched on the headstone  explained the reason for Allana’s distraught state.

In loving memory of
Rihannon Horan
1968- 2014 .
She giveth her beloved sleep.

We were sitting beside the grave of Allana’s mother.