Fool's Gold

Chapter 37

Nick's POV
I left the funeral that day feeling empty. I had lost such a lovely person that impacted my life hugely. I was never going to forget Grace, for she was the only one I loved. People complimented me on my eulogy too. I didn't want their kind words though. They didn't matter to me. I did and said exactly what Grace would've wanted me to, and to me that's all that mattered.

The sadness that I was feeling inside was still unbearable. We decided not to have the wake at Hawaii so I just went to my hotel room. I was alone there because Harry had decided to pick up a couple of things at the shops. I didn't like being alone. My thoughts seemed to become conflicted and of great anger when I wasn't in the presence of another person. All I could ever think about was that I wanted to kill the bastard that hit Grace with the car. He was the reason that she had died and I hated him with a passion because of it.

I was laying down on the bed when my thoughts became too much to handle. I needed to relieve my pain in some way. I jumped off the bed and raced to the bathroom. I started to rifle through the draws and soon found what I was looking for, a razor. The blade looked sharp and was shining in the bathroom light. I ran it in between my fingers and soon picked it up and put it to my wrist. I applied pressure and swiped the blade across my skin. In less than a second, blood started pouring out. I cut again, and again and again. I went to the bath and sat down in it, letting my blood puddle around me. Relief was overtaking the pain in my body. The blood rushing out seemed to release all of the pressure. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. I didn't care if this was the end for me. My life was well lived but without Grace it wasn't worth living.

I waited for that famous moment that everybody talks about, where your life flashes before your eyes and you see a bright, white light. It seemed like I was waiting forever, but the bathroom door swung open,
"What the hell do you think you are doing Nick?" Harry was yelling as he rushed over to me, grabbing at my uninjured arm to lift me up. He took me over to the sink and turned the water on. It ran over my cuts, leaving me wincing in pain,
"Mate, whatever you tried to do wasn't worth it. This isn't what she would've wanted,"