Angels Among Us

Chapter 17:

Hello!! I want to warn everyone that this chapter does involve some self harm so if there is the smallest chance for could find it triggering PLEASE DO NOT READ!!! It isn't significant to the plot so you won't miss anything if you choose not to read. All it is some added drama to the story.

Chapter 17:

I was being showered with compliments but the reason I was getting them haunted me.  

"John sure raised a beautiful lady!"  

"What a sweetheart!" 

"He was so proud of you!"  

How were these supposed to make me feel better when all they did was remind me of the horrible memories? I kindly accepted and thanks everyone for saying such sweet things about me. The scent of flowers in the reception hall all was overwhelming. It was impossible to look somewhere and not have a floral arrangement in sight. And to think Niall and I had to take all these home!  

"Eve are you there? Eve!" Niall tried to catch my attention. I had never realized how easily I zone out.  

"What?"  

"The buffet it open. Would you like something to eat?"  

"Definitely!"  

I put some appetizers on my plate along with some sweets and fruit. Then there was Niall who had gotten nearly everything offered. Little to my surprise he ate it all and finished mine. I couldn't help but be jealous of his metabolism. Through the day people, some I knew some I didn't, kept approaching me sending their regards and support. I was grateful for their concern but really just wanted to relax.  

"Attention everyone please," Gabby's familiar voice sounded through a microphone. "Thank you all for attending and celebrating the life of this wonderful man." 

I couldn't help but smile and applaud. He was wonderful, so so wonderful.  

"With the help of Eve I have prepared a short video to reminisce on John's life."  

People clapped eager to watch the slideshow as was I. I hadn't even seen it yet which made me a tiny bit nervous. The music began to play as photographs faded on and off the screen. Some made me laugh bringing back joyous memories and some added to my grieving. My emotions like a roller coaster soon headed in one direction (Not intended) down.  

"If it weren't for you 

That there would be no grace 

That's covered my life 

You took the time 

To speak into my mind 

And my heart 

Words of life" 

The lyrics alone were too much to handle, no matter who you apply it to. This was the song we played at my moms funeral. The vision of my dad crying as she was laid to rest lingered in my mind. Now this was his song at his funeral. Its impossible to comprehend this misery I was enduring. The tears flowed once more. I couldn't take it anymore. My heart was beating in my chest so hard I swear everyone in the room could hear it. The palms of my hands were clammy and my legs began to tremble. An airy voice in my head whispered one simple word to me, "Run."  

I didn't realize what I was doing until the brisk, freezing cold winter air struck my bare legs. Now what? Where do I go? I scanned for somewhere to go just to calm down in isolation. The only hidden area around was a wooded forest behind the hall. I briskly walked with a slight jog onto the trail covered in roughly three inches of snow. With my heels making my travel more difficult than necessary, I kicked them off throwing them into a bush. I knew the risk of hypothermia and death was there but why would I care. Maybe thats what I wanted...