Cyril does not often visit this place but lately has been founding himself here a lot more than he intended too. It's not like he shies away from this particular place though, the hurtful memories come back full force every time he visits. It takes him quite a few days to feel himself again.
Ten long years
Ten long years it has been. To some it feels a blissful decade of love, hope and magic but, to some it felt like a quest to find. These past ten years have exactly not been charming to him and people around him yet they weren't that bad either. Sure it was challenging to juggle school and responsibility of the last treasure he had of her.
Quinn
He's the spitting image of his mother. So brave and kind. His big doe eyes and mischievous smile all remind him of her, his sister; Issa. His only wish, if she was here; with them. So she too can witness him grow, being just a young boy she might have hoped for him to be.
Settling down the flowers by her grave Cyril took a moment to calm his mind and heart.
"C'mon" Leo who accompanied him this time gestured to him to take a seat beside him on the grass.
"It's always surreal to visit you here, '' Leo started "I never knew I would hate you as much as I love you. I know you are watching over us. Still I ponder every night , I should have tried harder, forced you not to join the force. Yet I always knew you would have gone either way. For the record you are still my only best friend, till forever. I'm a father of two now; funny right. But I wish all the time. if only you were here with us." A silence fell on us.
Cyril knew this was more difficult for him. He knew her better, longer and loved her harder.
"I always look after them, you know. I will always cherish your memories with us. You will be never forgotten" Leo promised to her hoping his message reaches her well.
They again sat lost in their thoughts of the past. This has always been the hardest part to sit and talk to her yet Leo seems to master the theory. Maybe because he had more memories to share with her. Cyril was eight when she left, giving him something to always cherish, the angel pendant that he wears to this day. the second most cherished memory when she left Quinn to him. At eighteen he was a father to a nine month old baby boy and after ten years almost eleven years old now, he is his most prized possession.
Cyril quietly asked Leo to give him privacy to vent his emotions in tranquility.
"I never know what to say to you" Cyril tried to sublimate his thoughts "should i say how much i love you or i miss you or i hate you. truthfully i do all of that. Love you because you were my hero; my idol. Miss you because I wanted to make more memories with you. I hate you because how could you just leave Leo, your son and I behind." without him knowing his eyes brimmed with tears.
"It's so hard" Cyril Continued to weep "hard to see him grow without you being there. It's hard to know that you won't be coming back together. and you know the hardest of all is. Last month we sat Quinn down and told him about you. Not that he never knew about you in the first place but, we told him the white truth without missing anything. And that boy took the whole thing so positively though, he was sad to know you won't be in his life but, it's hard to explain. But, I promise I got him. I will love him more than anything in this world. I will raise him better than our parents ever raised us." At this point his tears were flowing feely.
"he wants to meet you" Cyril added after a pause "he wants to see you and let me warn you. He is very cheeky but wise too. Just like you used to be. I'm telling you all this so that you will be prepared for his questioning next time." Cyril soothed the grave stone "sometimes i feel jealous of Leo he knows more about you than me. He shared more memories with you than me. I was your little brother but all I wish to be with you not now but one day we'll be together, just like a big happy family. Till then I'll raise the boy to be a great man."
Silent promises they have between each other is the only solace for Cyril for now. They might not be together in this life but she has home in his heart. His Soul will always be connected with her.
If Issa was alive she would have loved the man Cyril became. She would know what a great father he is to her son. Issa would adore the way her son is growing up. She would have laughed at Leo's new ways of parenting.
"till next time Issa" Cyril promised to visit her with her son.
The visits to her grave are never easy and they might never be. In Spite of being hard it's all they have to let her know that she is not forgotten, never forgotten.
She is forever in their heart.
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A/N
One more bonus chapter left. Stay Tuned Don't forget to keep your eyes on my new story 'PLUCKED' first chapter out tomorrow.
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