I'm Gonna Miss You

Chapter 8: End Of My World

I couldn't believe my ears. My heart was pounding, my world was spinning, my lungs refused to let air into my body. I couldn't understand what the lady went on about. I tried to focus on one thing at a time but nothing was working. I was dizzy and I felt my world stop all at once. All my organs felt like they'd been replaced by emptiness. My hand began shaking and the rest of my body trembled.

"Ma'am? Are you still there? Ma'am?"

Her voice grew with emotion, from its bland monotonous style, she became worried. Even her shouting into the phone couldn't bring me back to reality. The shrill yells and cries from her worried voice grew farther and farther away. It kept distancing itself from me until the only thing I could hear was my own breathing. My shallow, panicked breathing. My heart was beating in my ears.

Crash!

I jumped back at the startling sound from beside my feet. I starred at my phone, pieces of it, scattered around. No longer being able to control my hands, I had allowed my phone to drop to the floor, its weak casing couldn't keep itself together. I had no idea how long my eyes were glued to the floor, gazing at the remains of my phone, when a voice shook me.

"Lilah! What's wrong?" Like coming out of a coma, Dylan's voice grew louder and louder every second, as if he were approaching me from far away.

"I-I... M—my... I h—" I tried my hardest to tell him what was happening, but the mixture of tears with my sudden bewilderment, wasn't making it easy.

I shook my head and ripped my arm from his grip. I walked out of my room, slamming my door hard behind me. I stared at my feet, hoping that this was only a nightmare. Hoping that I would wake up and that my brother would tell me everything was all right.

"Lilah? Where are you going?" I turned my head to the kitchen where my dad was eating from a bowl.

I knew that trying to speak would only fail me, so I walked ahead as if I hadn't noticed him. I opened the front door, and proceeded to the street. Everything felt absent, the whole world played in slow motion. I reached the end of my street, and that's when the sudden realization hit me.

"My brother's dead..." I muttered, looking at the ground in shock.

I began walking faster and faster, rushing to the town center, where hopefully a taxi was waiting. I started running, tears streaming down my face, struggling to inhale as much oxygen as my body allowed. The only thing I could hear was the pounding of my heart as it raced just as fast as my feet.

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"Here." I handed the driver change from my pocket, it was more than enough for the ride.

The whole time I was on the road, I cried my heart out. Nothing had hurt me more than this. My entire world came crashing down. I got out of the taxi, and jogged up to the campus. There were numerous vans parked around the entrance, as swarm of people with cameras and microphones, flooded the gates. Only two guards stood between them and the dorm building. In my current state of confusion and sorrow, I touched a white van lightly.

It had a news station sticker pasted all around it. I looked up at the rumble of voices attacking the school with various questions, they must be reporters. I ran towards them, pushing past anyone in my way. I finally got to the gate, where the guards let me through without question. I ran to the building where policemen were stationed.

"Miss, you cannot go in there!" A man in uniform yelled at me as I jumped over a barricade.

I ignored his warnings and kept heading up the stairs. I reached the top floor, where my brother's room was. I looked both ways, to my left was a dead end, to my right a hallway. I walked slowly, silencing my footsteps as I tried to listen for anymore noise. I could hear the radio's of different policemen, the snapping of a camera and the unrolling of tape.