LETTERS TO YOUR GRAVE

CHAPTER 15

[UNEDITED]

RAIDYN'S P.O.V

"Before I knew it, he decided that life wasn't worth living anymore. It still hurts because, the thought of him giving up actually did cross my mind so many times. It hurts because, I feel like I knew he was going to do it, so I was appreciating him still being there, in hopes, that the 'when he would do it', would never arrive...ever."

Emaya was sitting crossed legged in front of Kaz's gravestone, while I stood right beside her, towering over her sightly small frame compared to mine.

"I can't forgive myself for not picking up his call that day you know? It doesn't matter how hard I try." She said in a soft tone.

"Trying won't help with anything, if you don't do anything about it Ema. There's a difference. You can't forgive yourself? Or you won't?" I asked her seriously.

She just stayed quiet and that was answer enough.

But I'm not going to force her to do something that she's not ready to do yet. It's her feelings, her heart to feel with and her love to let go or hold on to.

It doesn't matter who you are or how close you are to a person, it doesn't matter how well you know them or how you feel like you know them better than they do themselves. You're still an outsider. Their mind, their heart and their body is theirs and theirs alone.

I crouched down and put my hand around her shoulder, giving her a side hug.

"It's okay. You're going to be okay. Let's go, we'll be late for school." I looked at the gravestone, "See you in a while, Kaz."

"Shall we?" I turned to Emaya only for her to already be looking at me. Then she smiled.

"Yeah. Let's go."

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We were having a peaceful morning practice.

"Days and days pass by, and yet, I just wanna get a pair of chopsticks and try grabbing your hair with them."

Or so it was peaceful.

I didn't even look up from my stretching position to know it was that moron's voice.

"And you complain about Nyx associating you with those damn fucktards sailing in the middle of the ocean doing Lord knows what." I replied.

"Can't a guy be dramatic about his hair sometimes? And I don't complain. What the fuck are you talking about? Heesh. What is this world?"
He said while changing into our volleyball team's shirt.

"And captain hook is not afraid of Tick-Tock the crocodile. Try again you damn fruitloop."

"How mean~ I hope both sides of your pillow are hot."

"I hope you add salt instead of sugar in your drink."

"I hope-"

"You two are both insufferable dweebs." Nyx interrupted Ronan.

"Yeah? You're just as hopeless as we are." Ronan said as his eyebrow twitched.

"Yeah...I guess I am." Nyx agreed with a grin while humming a tune of some song.

Ronan and I made eye contact.

"Are you thinking, what I'm thinking?" Ronan whispered to me.

"You fucking moron he's right there. He can hear you." I deadpanned.

Ronan faced Nyx.

"He's right. I heard you loud and clear. You're not the best at whispering, please never do it again." Nyx looked back at Ronan, unimpressed.

Ronan shook his head.

"Shut the fuck up. Anyways, why are you smiling like that?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

Nyx's grin returned.

"I bumped into someone on the way here. She's really...really cute."

I stood up from my stretching position suddenly interested. "Does she have a name?"

Nyx looked away and is that...is that a blush I see?

"Her name's Ayu..." he informed as he scratched the back of his neck.

I swear I'm not lying when I say Ronan literally squealed and then yelled "YES!" in a 'very manly' way.

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Emaya and I finished our history work way earlier than the given time, so we were allowed to leave class.

We were in the lunchroom sharing a burger.

It's funny how life works. It's funny in the sense that it changes.. like a story would.

It's ironic how people in general don't believe in fairytales. Emaya is in fact one of those people. I remember her telling me,

"Life is weird. I believed in fairytales and I trusted that Kaz and I would end up being in that classic cliché love story. That we'd grow old together and stuff. Now that he's gone... fairytales don't seem to be true at all. I stopped believing in them and I stopped hoping for a happy ending."

Though from my perspective, Emaya is the main character of her own fairytale.

She keeps on talking about how she doesn't know what's right or wrong for her anymore, but, shes's pretty strong for trying....and she's kind. She doesn't know what she's doing but she does it just so that the people around her don't get hurt. It's a selfless thing to do and I admire her for that.

"I can feel you thinking from here Skye." She spoke up.

I wiped off the crumbs from her lips with a tissue. "Were you lonely Ema?"

She paused for a bit then nodded, "Yeah...I was lonely."

"Why?"

"I felt like I was alone. With everyone telling me to let go and move on, I did feel lonely, Skye. You know how, when you finish a puzzle, you notice that a piece is placed in a wrong way or it's just straight up missing? You try to fix that and end up ruining the whole puzzle or worst, you can't find the missing puzzle piece at all... so it's just left there, incomplete. It's just left with a small empty space in the middle.

That was how I felt. I felt like the missing piece that didn't fit in, the puzzle piece that was never found.

I didn't think that I could be understood... not until you came along." She held my hands while genuinely smiling softly at me.

"So...I found you?"

"You found me...Raidyn."

I let go of one of her hands and caressed her cheek.

"You're not lonely anymore are you?" I questioned.

"No... not anymore." She answered.

I stared at her affectionately and tenderly kissed her temple.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever met, don't you ever forget that. I wouldn't trade you for the whole world."

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(A/N: Hie smellies! I hope you liked this one! I'm in the middle of studying for my exams so~ I love love love youuuuuu! Bye angels!)

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