Remembered
Chapter 1
I walked slowly as I possibly could from that grave, the end of my happiness, the end of the love that poured out of that person in that grave.
My best friend, the reason for getting up and going to school in the morning. My joy.
5 feet under dirty, packed dirt. Why? I don't know, how they could just rip away my best friend and put them in a coffin. I just don't know anymore.
~*~(different pov)
My face is stained with tears, I shuffle my way to the car. Their gone...I'll never see them again...I start to weep as the floodgates open all over again. I can't believe this was our future.
Everyone wants to be remembered, not everyone will be.
Everyones wants to belong not everyone will belong
Everyone wants love...everyone has love
Chapter 1
If I could reverse time, I would I would change her ending, the ending of dying so young. Not living long enough to see her daughter grow up. No one wants that. But yet no one could stop it.
Shuffling along the dry, crispy grass I wondered why there is no rain, no dark clouds and lightning storms? At least something to make this sunny day gloomy, that's how they do it in the movies. Why not now? To represent the death of one of the most cherished person in my life. Why her? Why did it have to be HER out of all people? A single tear slid down my face I watched it fall into the jungle of grass below.
My best friend ripped from my life.
I reached my car. Another tear that just fell stared pouring out. Something squirmed in my arms. I realized I was holding the last thing I had of my wife left.
My baby girl, Alanayava Lilliana Ann Flaye
I hadn't realized she was in my arms, she was so light. I looked at her, her huge bright blue eyes stared at me with wonder, why was he crying? She has the same eyes, skin tone, and hair color as her mother. Except my square boxy form. She was beautiful.
I can't believe my baby will only have me, she won't have her mother. I cant believe he has to live life with only a father. I made a vow that painfully sunny day. To never, EVER let anyone hurt or I injure my precocious little girl.
~*~
"Felicity!" I jumped as my name was called. I turned and of course the only person I DIDN'T want to see was running up to me, Jackson. Her younger brother.
Its not that I didn't like him. It's just he reminded me so much of HER. I can't even say her name. They could have been fraternal twins. They both had black hair and sparkling green eyes. He was the girl version of her.
"Hey, thanks for coming" he spoke slowly, catching his breath.
"I-I...why why wouldn't I come? She was my best fr-friend" I choked up I couldn't even talk about it. I almost started crying and I didn't care, Jackson was older than me and her and they were like family to me. Jackson has seen me cry before.
"Hey, it'll be ok, don't cry." he pulled me into a hug. I needed a hug. He smelt sweet. He was strong even though I was leaning on him he didn't have a problem.
"Th-thats what they all say. It'll be fine." I pulled away and was getting angry. "No no it won't! Nothing will EVER BE THE SAME! SHE’S GONE JACKSON!" I stared sobbing I hugged my waist. I felt his arms envelope me once again and I felt safe for a minute even if my world was crashing down around me.
"I know you’re upset, I am too. I don't understand why her but it'll work its way out. We WILL get through this." he lifted my chin, "You are Felicity Charlotte Smith, you are strong, I'll always be here for you ok?" I nodded slowly getting hypnotized by those eyes. The same way that happened with her-no I will not cry, I am strong.
"Good, I ah don't know how to say this, but I we t through her things in her craft room, I know no ones allowed in there because that was her sanctuary, her safe spot, but I was feeling so alone without my little sis and I went in there and was looking at her stuff...I've gotta show you something in there, this isn't the place to say it, will you come with me to her house and I'll show you there? Brad said it's fine if I decide to go in there, he gets it, will you come?" I was confused, why do we have to go there? Why not now?
"S-sure uh I'll follow you in my car." he gave me a weak smile.
"Ok I'll come over here with my car, hold on." he turned around and sprinted to his car. I turned around and got in my car. Why are we going to her sanctuary?
The drive was fast, I was thinking too hard to notice. Jackson turned into the driveway and I almost missed the turn, I was too consumed in my thinking.
I sat in my car, 'Why should I go in? Maybe it's a joke, maybe he's messing around with me.' what is he trying to accomplish?
I jumped up in my seat. Jackson had gotten out of his car and was taping on my window. I sighed, reluctantly, turning off the car, putting my keys in my purse and unlocking the door.
Jackson was being a gentle man that day. He open my door and helped me out of the car. I gave him a weak smile. He took my hand and started walking towards the baby blue shed next to the enormous house Brad and Alanayava call home.
It seems as if Brad wasn't home yet because I didn't see his car. We arrived at the shed or her sanctuary and Jackson dug into his pocket and pulled out a key. It was a special key too, It said her name...HER name. I can't even think about it, she wouldn't have wanted me so upset but I can't help it, she was my best friend.
Jackson put the key into the lock.
*Click*
He pushed the door open and walked in. I looked around. It looked a lot like her. It had her favorite colors everywhere, blues, greens, and purples. I looked at the table in the middle of the room. There was an emerald fabric laying there. I picked it up and a unfinished dress can tumbling out. It was small. As if for a baby...oh no...she didn't? She was making a dress for Alanayava...she never got to finish. I looked across the table there were more fabrics, aqua, lavender, poka dotted, stripes all in those emerald, azure, lavender, and pink colors every single fabric had a unfinished piece of clothing next to it.
A tear fell from my eyes. How could this happen? She had almost finished most of them. Why couldn't she have lived!? Jackson turned and looked at me. He saw me about to cry...again, he walked over and hugged me gently.
"It'll be ok, if you want you could finish them for Alana." I nodded my eyes about to overflow.
"What did you want to show me?" I asked gently pulling away. His eyes brightened a bit and brought me to the back of the workshop.
