ONE LAST TIME

History Repeats(pt 2)

I now blamed myself, for everything that has happened. Maybe if I didn't go to that trip, I would have seen my parents one last time. Maybe if I didn't come into his life, he would've been alive today. Maybe if I didn't exist, all this wouldn't have happened. Maybe one way I'm the reason for all this shit that happened. Just then, my phone rang, snapping me out of my thoughts, It was a mail from Mr Arthur.

"Hello Emma, I'm sorry I couldn't say anything after the hearing today. I just couldn't find the right words at that time. Never did I expect that people who I treated like family would be so cruel as to turn my life upside down. Having people see me as a criminal who took advantage of his colleagues or being cuffed and being behind bars were the last things that I had ever imagined happening to me. At first, I thought you were just another money-greedy lawyer who wouldn't believe in their client, but I soon realized that you are one in a million. I thought that I wouldn't be able to lift up my head proudly once again while facing my family and friends. Having been able to do so is the biggest thing I could ask for. I'm sure that you are l-l-loved. My wife and I love to have you visit whenever you are free, because your pr-presence makes us both feel happy." My voice cracked as I read it out to myself.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes but this time, they were happy tears. Never in many years have I felt this way... Never have I felt Cherished and wanted. Of course, Hannah made me feel loved but this was different.

"Emma, why are you up so soon?" Said Hannah in a quavering voice. "Oh I'm sorry, did I wake you up Hannah?" I said.

"Nahh but what's up?" asked Hannah. "Nothing..." I lied as I laid on the bed beside Hannah and crawled into the blanket. I slowly drifted into my dream world, the only place where I am in control of everything.

(The next day)

Having not had a "Couch potato day" in a long time, Hannah and I decided to spend the whole day together binge-watching drama. We headed to the spa for a massage. The spa session lasted an hour, it was filled with me and Hannah gossiping and giggling like 16 year olds. As we talked, we talked, and we talked. Once we reached home, we binge watched our favorite show, "Ancient Love Poetry." It was the only drama we could watch over and over again. The series never failed to make us cry, EVERY.SINGLE.TIME. Both of us were in tears by the time we reached episode 16. My hair was in the most awful possible condition and Hannah's mascara was all over her face.

"Did she have to sacrifice herself and her love?" cried Hannah. I didn't want to be cruel and say she did but I did it anyway. The drama was an emotional roller coaster. Just when we got over the fact that our favorite character ended up sacrificing herself, Hannah got a call from her office.

"I'm sorry Emma. I'm needed in my office right now..." said Hannah.

"Do you need to go?" I pouted. After stuffing a whole lot of chips into her mouth, she put on her coat and headed out. She said, "Don't watch the next episode without me" as she closed the door. In an aggrieved tone, I replied, "Ahhh fine.". As the day drew to a close, I was exhausted. I went to sleep since Hannah wouldn't be home any sooner.

(The next day)

"Ahhhhhh" I screamed as I jolted awake. The same dream again, but this time I felt like something was coming, it was more intense and scary. It took me a while to snap out of the dream completely. It happened daily, but today it felt different. I quickly rushed to my wardrobe, to find pure black clothing, for today. 

It was this very day, I had become an orphan, the day I lost my family, the day when this cruel world took away mom and dad away from me. I took a long shower and wore my clothes. I then rushed out of the house to a store near my house to buy some flowers. As I walked out of the store with the bouquet, I saw my ride my waiting for me. I got into the car while promising myself that I won't cry, that I won't even shed a single tear though a huge part of me knew, that it would be impossible. The ride was a bit longer than I expected it to be because of traffic. 

(Near the cemetery)

I sighed, while mentally preparing my self for what was going to happen. The moment I stepped foot into the cemetery, my mind subconsciously jumped back to the memories of my mom and dad. I forced myself to my mom and dad's grave where I saw a...