❄ Chapter 13 ❄

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"He was loyal, strong, and loving

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"He was loyal, strong, and loving. I knew he had only been my brother for a short time, but he was still my brother. My mother would have wanted it that way. She would be proud of how much we got along, and how much he cared for me. I wish I had enough time to tell him how much I appreciated and needed him in my life. But now, it's too late. He died for me. He put his life before mine, and even if he survived there would be nothing great enough for me to pay him back. I am eternally grateful for Jackson Keith... I didn't deserve him."

And with that, I walked away from the golden casket and stood in between Meg and Anna. We gathered in a beautiful garden that was surrounded by tall leaves and giant flowers. It was Jackson's funeral.

The arena scene happened about a week ago. Anthony and Alex have been trading off to check on me and make sure I was okay since the whole disaster put me into some stage of shock. It was confusing because I wasn't even depressed, I was shocked and frozen. That moment, the moment that Alex told me that Jackson was dead, I feel like I died. Alex wouldn't tell him how he died either. He said I wouldn't have been able to take it.

Everything I said in my speech was true. He gave up his own life for me, his sister that he barely had met. I had never felt so horrible in my life. He knew of me for so long, and I had no idea who he was until now.

"Melody, the service is over." Jane gently held my arm.

I looked around, people were already disbursing. Alex and a few of the other princes surrounded Jackson's casket, ready to take him to Masterlock.

"I think I'm going to head back to the castle with Anna," I turned to my friends. "Maybe we can meet up tomorrow or something?"

"Sure," Herc side smiled. "Take as much time as you need."

Sad thing was... Herc was pretending to take Jackson's death very well. Meg even told me that yesterday the poor guy locked himself in his room and cried for hours.

"Thanks for coming." I waved to everyone before taking Anna's hand and walking back to the castle with our heads hung low.

Nothing was said as we made our way to the castle. The whole atmosphere of all the lands were dull and gloomy, like something out of a movie. I was surprised that the other lands were as affected by this as Fantasyland alone. I guess Jackson was a friend to all. The cove and the Island were even quiet.

When entered through the castle doors and hung our coats up on the coat rack. I was about to head to my room when Anna suddenly pulled me into a huge hug. We both began to cry softly.

"I hope you know that this is not your fault." She whispered.

I shook my head. There was nothing anyone could possibly say that would convince me that it wasn't my fault. This would have never happened if I didn't sneak out to be with Anthony. Anna still didn't even know what the full story was. She thought I was taken from the castle. But what really happened was that some of the V.C's minions came to the island and took me once Anthony and I fell asleep.

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