Reaching for Eliet

A Day In The Attic

Its been one month, two weeks and six days since I heard the news. When I first heard what happened I couldn’t breathe for a moment. If Eliet weren’t there I wouldn’t know what to do. Eliet made shore I didn’t feel alone through all that pain. I’m more relaxed than I was that day. If I were alone I would be lost. I wouldn’t know who I was. I could picture that day so clearly. I start to imagine it.

 “What wrong Eliet?”

“I-I don’t want to tell you this….but” He took a long pause and continued.

“When I went home to get my motorcycle to see you your parents were sitting down in the couch looking down…” He looked at me with pure sadness. He was scared it will hurt me. I was scared of what he was about to say but I had to know.

“…When I asked they told me that apparently they received a phone call from Jayme’s parents saying that he died.” I looked at up at him surprised. What? He’s dead. I can’t believe it. But I spoke to him not to long ago. I…I don’t  understand. I stood quit for a moment while the words “He’s dead” ran through my head. I had no words left to say.

 I felt lost. I came back to my senses after a bit and fell into Eliet’s arms. After I was in his arms I couldn’t hold it back. I started crying and I couldn’t stop. My parents must have herd me through the door because they came in as soon as I started to cry.

“Mom!” I screamed with a cracked voice.

“I know sweetie. I know” My mom walked over and hugged me tight. After I somewhat calmed down I started to ask questions.

“Mom how did he die?” She looked at me worried.

“Starla I don’t know if you’re ready to hear this.”

“I’m ready. I’m not a little kid like you think mom.” She hesitated but then spoke.

“When his mother called she told me that he was shot in the stomach while they were patrolling. Ever since then he went missing. They haven’t found him yet. They were in a small town and the enemy came out of nowhere.  They were invaded. I’m sorry Starla”

“But that means he’s not dead.” They all looked at me with a worried look.

“Starla-” my dad said.

“No. Don’t look at me like that. There is still a possibility he is still alive.”

“He would have to walk a while to reach people who could help him. Starla we just don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’m fine.” The doctor came in and said that I had a lot of bruises but I was fine. After that his mother was planning his funeral a couple of weeks ago. I was completely against it. Why pronounce him dead if he isn’t? I refused to go, so I stayed home.

I still miss him and every day I wonder where he is and I imagine what he’s doing. And wonder if he’s ever going to show up. At times I’m scared because I imagine what it would be like if he never shows up. Now I’m better. Eliet makes me forget sometimes about what happened. I even almost forgot that school was over. I’m officially a junior. To be honest I don’t really care right now .I feel like too much is happening.

Today’s July 23, 1996 and todays my parents anniversary my father always does something special for my mom and today my father is taking my mom to the beach were they first meet. It’s a hour and thirty minutes away  from here. They recently left and they said that they weren’t going to be here till morning so they put Eliet in charge since he’s older than me by a couple of months.

That’s not fare but it doesn’t matter. I’m to nerves to care. Today would be the first time Eliet and I will be alone in the house. I swear my parents are trying to hook us up or something but I don’t mind. After all I like Eliet allot. Its 7:40 pm and I’m in my room getting dressed. Eliet said to put on my best dress and meet him in the attic. I’m getting dressed now and I’m so nerves.