𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒

𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒

The rusted door opens with a creak, making the atmosphere more haunting than it is, my body shivers as the cold breeze blows past my skin sending chills down my spine. Jogging through the pathway, filled with dry autumn leaves crisping under my feet.

I knock on the big wooden door. I glance around behind my back to glimpse around the lawn where we use to have to do pool party is now seems like a graveyard with dry grass and leaves.

Mr.&Mrs.Blake was so fond of terraces that they built one at the backside too. The whole lawn is dark with no lamp. The door screeches open, an old man comes into view with grey hair and red bloodshot eyes, he doesn't seem like he is alive.

What if I am talking to a ghost?

" what do you want " he inquires in a voice that I stumble back on the small stairs.

" Max Blake ". I uttered.

" he doesn't live here anymore " he replied, turning around and closing the door shut.

" wait wait, where does he live now, I know I am probably disturbing you, I wasn't here two years back, I have come here to meet him ". I blabbered sincerely. I want to meet Max. I miss him so much.

Turning back he growled, " they don't live here, max died two years back & Mrs.Blake died 13 years ago and Mr. Blake well he is enjoying his life in prison " . he smirked at the last sentence.

I stumble upon my own feet, not realizing if my ears are filled with debris or rusted cause I don't know if I heard it right. Max died! And I wasn't here! Not even a single soul told me.

Mr. Blake in prison?

My hands are shaking as I am driving through the empty streets towards the graveyard. Everything echoes through my head, how energetic he use to be, his smile, his voice that night when I tugged him from the bar, he was seeping with alcohol. Even in this state, the only thing which was on his mind was Avery.

Mrs blake died when Max was just five.

It was a bright Sunday morning, pop & mom decided to go to the beach. Everything was going pretty smoothly, after having lunch dad and I went to buy ice cream for Avery, and mom. While mom was teaching Avery to play football. The sound of waves crashing echoes in the air. I glimpse around to see what's going on. That's when I saw Avery running drowning in water to catch her favorite football she was just 5, Eric, just 5 she didn't know. Mom was trying to stop her but she didn't hear and that's when mom slipped and her head landed on a rock, and she died at the instant.

Walking through the concrete floor, the chill breeze hits me, as soon as I enter the graveyard. I don't know how will I even find his, the moon is gleaming on the graves, while a light pole is at the corner. Making my way further inside, I heard loud sobs.

Goddamn

I peek around but see no one. Continuing my way, with seeing the names on graves, I keep walking but halted again, when the same loud sobs echo.

God save me

I peek around once again to see a black figure sitting by a grave. My heart rate quickens at seeing the dark ghostly figure.

What if he is havoc

Slowly without making any noise, I began walking in the direction where the dark figure is sitting. On reaching, the girl sobs more loudly. Standing behind her, I gave her shoulder a little squeeze, and she screams even I did. The torch in my hand goes in the air before landing on the grass.

The lamp shines on us, gleaming her face. I look at her to scan if she is a human or a ghost?

Her eyes twinkle while a tear drops down her face, moving more closer to her I gaze at her figure. Black jeans, black hoodie, black canvas shoes navy blue eyes which are shining.

" God, you scared me '. I whispered as someone might hear me. Idiot

Who dresses up like this?

" Who are you? " she wails, pointing keys in my direction & moving back.

"You!" I shrieked "what are you doing here?" I continued

"I don't know who you are, stay away from me"

" calm down, calm down I am Eric Max's best friend ". I told her peeking around, my gaze halts on the grave near me.

Max Blake
Died at the Age: 19
Cause: concussion while playing soccer

I read to and fro, my eyes not leaving the grave. Digesting every word written on it, everything is just too much to absorb.

I look at her, making out who is she, max surely doesn't have a girlfriend we have been together since I was in kindergarten while he was in 1. Yeah, he was elder than me.  He was never that type. Girls from our school would be too busy at parties at the instant, surely they can't be here.

His sister?

Oh God she is Avery and I thought her to be a lunatic

I close my eyes shut, shaking my head I look at her before asking my suspicion. " you are that Avery?  His sister!" I shriek

Now I know why I felt as though I know her

She has changed alott

She stares at me perhaps scanning who the fuck I am and from where Max's best friend has been born, has come to his grave after 2years of his death.

Even I feel so horrible, that I wasn't here with him, I don't know what all through he would have been going through if I wouldn't have got an Achilles tendon, he would never have played as my substitute and he would have been here right here in front of my eyes.

" Yes - I am Ma-x's sister " she replied choking on her tears and before I knew she runs and hugs me tightly sobbing in my chest. Electricity shoots through me making me warm in her comfort. My chest tightens at seeing her like this whimpering. I ace my arms around her and let her sob in my arms while I rub circles on her back. I can feel her bare skin under my fingertips which is cold as fuck through her thin hoodie. She doesn't stop weeping and screaming in my chest, so I try to whisper soothing words in her ear.

Never in my life, I thought I would be soothing a girl. I have fucked them, kissed them, hurt them but here I am soothing her and somehow, it feels promising.