Hya-sin-th's Love

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How could he?

A question that seemed to continue haunting and clogging his thoughts up to no end. How could he be so stupid? So naive? So heartless? It wasn't like him to do something like this so why did he do it now? How could he be such a terrible friend - terrible brother?

The muffled sounds of his feet thumping at an unbelievable pace echoed in his head. Just past the pitter-patter of the rain as though it was the same sound she... her corpse had made. His body wanted to drive him as far away as possible but there was something in his mind that resisted from leaving the forest he'd grown to know so well. Shadows cast by the leaves of the claw shaped trees made it nearly impossible to see during that foggy afternoon. In his indecisive hurry, he failed to notice a fallen branch. During the state of high adrenaline, he didn't realize his hands and knees had gotten scraped. The same hands and knees belonging to a young intelligent man that truly thought he knew it all. The hands and knees of Caspian Cruz; the murderer of the sweet young woman that was Maria Flores. Any animal that might've been nearby must have fled by that point. Who—or what—wouldn't be scared of the loud cries of sheer pain coming from a killer - a monster?

"I need to save her."

He knew Maria had attempted to prepare him for this but at the time, he'd thought it was the tiniest bit ridiculous. Her calm ocean eyes had been staring down at her lovely bouquet of daisies and he really did wish for everything to go back as it was that day. It was ironic really. He watched her care for those daisies - a flower prepared to put on the grave of a child to cheer up grieving parents. He watched her care for those daisies - a flower that symbolizes secrecy. Most of the conversation between the two was now a blur in Caspian's mind but he remembered enough.

Most of the only thing he was able to think about were her screams for help.. He could still hear her voice so clearly.

"Caspian!" all she had to do was hold her breath a little longer. He'd come help her "please help!"

Yet Caspian Cruz could not save her from the water filling up her lungs

Saving her; It was the least he could do... After all, it truly was his fault she's no longer. The tears running down his cheek itched but he didn't bother to wipe them away. His mind too lost in his own thoughts. He would do anything for his beloved sister to come back, for everything to return as it was during that conversation. That conversation that her life now depended on - or should he say existence. He had to recover those memories relating back to that conversation lost deep in his mind to help her. He'd start believing in god if only he could remember what that first step she'd told him was... most that popped up in his mind was something having to do with the reasons behind the ritual. However, the little bits and pieces he could remember were simply not enough. Despite all of that, he still had to try and figure it out. Just standing in the same spot until the end of time would be way worse than a failed ritual. Maybe he just had to think of the intended purpose behind performing the ritual. It made enough sense for it to be true. It would have to be enough; he didn't have time to continue just thinking about it rather than doing it. The other steps weren't as lost in his mind thankfully but he still couldn't fully trust he knew what he was doing. After all, he was barely even paying attention. Lack of interest you could say.

...

"Do you believe in demons, Cas?" her fingers didn't stop delicately cutting off all the dying daisies from the gray-painted pot while she asked. That was a question Caspian had never thought he'd hear from his best friend as they never really talked about anything concerning religion or things of the sort. He'd only realized he stopped twirling his pen around his fingers once he saw she was waiting for an answer. "Well I.." he put it down on his notebook in a small haste before sighing out an answer "I'm not entirely sure. It's not something I think about often and I would've thought it be the same for you"

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