Chapter 4

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Lilly P.O.V

It is Sunday and I went to the park. Alone. Just me. I just sat on the bench and thought of my life. How miserable it was. My thoughts stopped when Aunty May came and sat next to me. Her face wet and her hands shaking. She took a deep breath. "Um, honey, it's about your dad." Long pause. She took my hand and shed a tear. My face must have been empty because she looked baffled at me. She spoke again more softly. "I just had a phone call, and, the plane that your father was on, it crashed and he has passed away." I immediately burst in tears and I felt this feeling like I was crushed. Aunty May shed many tears as I trembled in fear. It felt like I was not protected anymore. Aunty May placed my head in her chest as we shed tears together. When I got home I went straight to bed even though I wasn't tired and it was only 5:00. It didn't take long for me too go to sleep because I tried forever to forget about what just happened. it worked because I stared at a very small bug on the window sill standing still also staring, but at a bigger bug, upside down, and dead. I walked over to it and waited. when the bug saw me it got startled and soon got used to me. I got bored and tired after a while and stumbled to my radio and get to my bed. Soon the song came on. My fav song by Ed Sheeran I Wasn't Expecting That. I hummed to the song and realised I wasn't actually expecting dad to die. I wasn't expecting the plane to crash. I wasn't expecting that I would have to have no mum and no dad. These thoughts whizzed in my mind, having no answer to them. The song ended and I shed a tear while waiting for the next song. Lego House. I thought. My second fav song. I got comfy and laid in my bed. I thought about the song. It really does relate to my life. I am going to pick up the pieces and build a Lego house (the lyrics). Which means I am going to get on with my life and never forget about what happened. I have a small sleep and when I woke up the song that I always use to listen when I was a baby came on. The jumping kangaroo it was called. memories of dad popped into my head when he use to sing it to me and dance along. I cried and waddled to the radio and turned it off. laying in my bed I just rested my eyes and body until Aunty May came in and sat on my bed silently. I knew we were going to have one of those talks so I sat up slowly and looked at here in the eye. She stared at the floor and finally spoke. "The funeral is on Tuesday." she breathed and spoke again. "Do you want to go to the funeral and miss school or not go and go to school." The option was obvious and the answer was going to dad's funeral. Of course I want to go. I mean I definitely don't want to go to school. And get teased. AGAIN! So I nodded and said the option I wanted. I nodded and she kissed me on the cheek knowing that my decision was final and it was a good decision. she hopped off my bed silently and walked out of the door closing it on her way.


Aunty May's P.O.V

I fell so sorry for Lilly her dad is dead and so is her mother. I am definitely sad and heartbroken. I made tea after I had a small talk with Lilly. I don't think I did a very good tea because I was sad and just wanted to sleep. Lilly didn't come down she was asleep. I didn't want to bother her as she obviously wanted to be alone and her dad was pretty hard. what am I saying HER WHOLE LIVE WAS HARD! I didn't even eat I was too exhausted and went straight to bed after I put the bolognaise I just made in old Chinese containers. "Good night Richard, have a good sleep in heaven." I whispered before closing my eyes and going to sleep.

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