History Repeats (pt 3)

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I went to my mom and dad's grave where I saw a white flower bouquet lying on their grave. Someone must have visited them before me but who could it be? I don't remember them being to close to someone other than Hannah... I couldn't care more about it, I shrugged the thought off, it could've been Hannah or...

My gaze shifted back to the grave, snapping me out of my deep thinking. As I kneeled down, crystal-like tears cascaded down my cheeks. "Marie and David Brown's 14th May 2011, loving parents" read the tombstone. Memories of them were the only thing that sustained me.

"Hey mom and dad. I'm sorry I haven't visited you in a long time. How have you been?" I let my emotions take over me as I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. To this day, I regret being such a terrible daughter to them, I failed to understand them, I failed to ever let them know how much I loved them. 

I couldn't help but remember the happy memories we had together, as a family. The day dad came home drunk and put on a music show, the day both of them fought over which school I needed to go to, the day they were called to the principle's office because of me.  As I recalled those beautiful moments, tears rolled down my cheeks.

 I slowly opened my teary- guilt filled eyes, and  couldn't believe the sight before me, it was something that I longed for, something that I believe was impossible, something that I wanted to believe but couldn't. I could see my guardian angels, my mom and dad standing beside me. They looked the same, mom was still as pretty as an eighteen year old, dad was still the most handsome man in the world. 

"Mom, dad, is it you?" I asked with tears in my eyes while expecting nothing but a "yes" as the answer. 

My mom replied with a "yes".

 I couldn't help but cry, my mom and dad were here, they were here with me, they were standing beside me "I hate you mom and dad. How could you leave me alone?"

 "We were always with you sweetheart, we never left. We are always there in there." Said dad, smiling while pointing towards my heart. Dad hasn't changed a bit has he? 

 "I have a lot to tell both of you" I had a lot to share with them, I needed to tell them about him, that he was alive, I needed to tell them about Hannah, I needed to tell them that "You're daughter is a successful lawyer now". 

 "Shh...I know, baby. " said mom while taking me into her embrace.

"Now listen up Emma, You need to be careful, there's something big coming soon. You need to stay strong and not lose your self. You need to stay strong" said my mom while giving me a small kiss on my forehead. 

 What was coming soon? Why did mom say all that? What was happening? 

Before I could ask, they disappeared leaving me in a trance. I couldn't come to terms with the fact that the scene that took place just seconds earlier was nothing but my imagination and I broke down. Gut- wrenching sobs tore through my chest, I could feel my lips trembling as I let all those tears out. I cried, cried and cried until there were no tears left, until my eyes were dried up. My chest felt heavy, my eyes started to burn, my throat got sore, my vision had gotten blurry, making it hard to see. I

t was getting dark, staying here wasn't an option. Turning on my phone's flashlight, I stood up and walked to my car, while taking the smallest steps possible. As I got there, I found something that made my heart skip a beat.

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