𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

Beyond death | Thorin

She was laying a beautiful bouquet of flowers delicately on that grave, absorbing the tears and wiping them with one hand. She couldn't stop crying. Life, so cruel, had taken away what she loved most: her husband, after a hard traffic accident. It was the only thing she had, and she now was left alone. Y/N knelt at the foot of the grave and caressed it lovingly, dropping a few tears on the cold stone. She was breathing heavily and her crying intensified.

"Thorin, my love, I'm sorry that you have to see me cry, but I can't, I can't help it... I know you never let me shed a single tear, you always told me that I should be happy, at least for you, to have you by my side, but now... Now you are gone, and what do I have? Nothing, I have nothing left... Only the emptiness that your departure generates on me... I just hope that you can be happy wherever you are, and that you wait for me to return to you, so we can get back together. In the meantime, I'll miss you, always will, don't forget me. I love you," Y/N said, leaning in to give a soft kiss to the hard stone that separated her from him.

She got up, head down, and, after looking at the grave for a long time, still as a stake, she decided to leave the cemetery. Y/N went to the car to go to her house, now empty and with no one but her. She collapsed on the bed and drenched her tears as she hugged the teddy bear Thorin had given her years ago. She left it covered in makeup. After crying for a long time, the woman fell asleep, until it was time for dinner, and she had to start making it, though she had no desire to eat. However, hunger was pressing, she had spent the whole day without eating a bite.

While she was cooking, stirring the sauce for the stew Y/N was making, she felt the temperature drop suddenly, and she had to go to the room to put on her robe so she could keep warm, but when the woman returned to the kitchen... Her mobile phone fell from her hands, making a crash. Her heart seemed to leap from her chest when she found him there.

"Thorin!? What... What are you doing there? What are you doing here!? If you are... Dead..." she said, unable to avoid shedding tears from her eyes.

Thorin said nothing, just looked into her eyes with a small smile peeking out on his lips and an expression of peace on his face, as she slowly approached him. Y/N reached out her hand slowly once she got close enough and tried to touch him, but when her fingers began to brush against his cheek, the image of Thorin faded, he was nowhere to be found. That scared the woman a lot, stifling a cry from her fright and becoming aware of her surroundings again, smelling that her sauce was burning.

"Shit!" she exclaimed, going to the sauce to stir it and prevent it from sticking completely in the saucepan.

"It's just a hallucination, you haven't seen him, he's dead, Y/N," she told herself, closing her eyes tightly and starting to cry again.

However, although the smoke from the food was very hot, the temperature in the kitchen and, in general, in the house, was suddenly very cold, and once she finished cooking and began to eat, she noticed a somewhat unusual smell that had nothing to do with the meal. However, she didn't attach much importance to it. After finishing dinner, Y/N turned off all the lights and lay on the bed putting more blankets than usual on top of her. The cold was pressing on her, but she preferred to wait until tomorrow to turn on the heating.

Once she fell asleep, the sheets and mattress on the other side of the bed showed that someone or something was leaning on them, and after a few seconds, sturdy fingers began to gently caress the woman's soft arm, lips warmly kissed Y/N's temple, and when her eyes opened, suddenly the warm touch of that shadow vanished.

Y/N turned around, momentarily forgetting that her husband was dead.

"Thorin, don't tickle me, it's late," she said sleepily, but seeing that no one was there, she remembered the reality, feeling emptiness again. The woman closed her eyes with tears, and fell asleep again.