The Promise

Chapter 41 - Broken

Chapter 41 - Broken

It was all so sudden.

It was all too soon.

It was all real.

Never have I imagined myself standing infront of a lot of sad people, people that we know, people that are a family of his, and people who loves him dearly (friends and classmates). And these people are waiting for me to say something nice about Dylan.

Dylan Andrews.

I love him.

And I realized that a little too late since I was all caught up with my revenge against Nicholas.

I tried to speak... but nothing would come out.

I tried to say something that people would want to hear.

But as soon as I opened my mouth, tears start to fall again. I swiftly wipe them off, glancing at the people in front of me. No matter how hard I pull myself together, I just... break down.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't-"

Nicholas pulled me away from the microphone stand. And I cried and cried on his chest. Forgetting that I ever hated him. Forgetting everything he did because all that matters to me now is Dylan's funeral. He rubbed my back for comfort. Soon after he lets me sit down.

Aunt Kelly came and gave me a smile, telling me that it's okay. I immediately composed myself and stood, "I can do this aunt Kelly. I promise, I-"

Just right there, more tears came streaming from my eyes. Aunt Kelly pulled me to a tight hug and whispered, "Dear, it's okay. It's all going to be okay." I know she's also trying not to break down like I did.

I know she tries to look strong for everyone here.

Soon the priest blessed Dylan.

I couldn't stop imagining, is this all a dream? Is this just a way for God to knock some sense in my coconut? As I stared at his casket slowly being brought 6 feet down, every thing around me slowed. It's so hard to accept this. It seems like I don't ever want to say good bye. I never wanted it to end this way. And I never wanted to find out that way. I was even so mad at the time of his constant travels and disappearances. All these times, he was trying to get better.

It pains me so much.

The agony I felt burning throughout my entire system, made more tears to waterfall down my face. There were so many things I wanted to say, I wanted to do when he was still here. But all I did was wasting it planning to ruin Nicholas, and what's more stupid is knowing that even I fell for my own trap.

What is wrong with me?

I accidentally bumped in to a guy who happens to like me, and I'm too late to even realize that I also like him back. All my feelings were stuck in the past that I didn't even get that one person a chance to be my present.

In a typical funeral ceremony, it ended up raining. My folks and I went to Dylan's house with his mother who is now living alone. I don't know how much this feels for Aunt Kelly. Losing her husband, and now losing Dylan. My mother kept her company all these times, and my dad was very helpful, serving appetizers for close family guests.

I went upstairs and find Dylan's room. I smiled knowing that even though this was my first time to be in here, but I have seen the walls in his room because of the video calls we used to have. I smiled at the memory when he told me he wants me to be happy. And at the time when he told me he loved me.

I looked around his room, and sat on his study. I smiled seeing photos on his desk... and seeing our photos there, though most of them are selfies of us, but still he got all of them beautifully framed.