Destiny

Destiny: 7

It was a few days later and Evelyn was going to be buried the next day. We were in our house now. Evelyn was lying in her coffin. She was beautifully dressed in a long, red dress and her hair was combed. All her family and friends were here to see her for the last time, because the coffin would be closed tonight.

Nobody talked to me, so I just sat on the couch and stared at her. She was so beautiful... Why did it end like this? She should have died with me when we were 80, or maybe even older. But sadly only I would die like that, on my own. She didn't deserve this and it was all my fault. I hated myself. I should have known that I talked too much about Dom, but I couldn't help it! He's my best friend and I was really worried about him!

I didn't know what to do. The evening passed slowly and when everybody was finally gone - without saying goodbye, of course - I took a shower. I didn't know when the last time was that I had a shower was. Maybe that was the reason why nobody talked to me. Because I smelled like shit. I washed my body and hair, turned the shower off and dried myself with a towel.

After I'd put my boxers on I crawled under the duvet and curled up. It was so hard to fall asleep when your ex-girlfriend who died because of you was in the next room. In her coffin. My eyes began to water and I quickly closed them tightly. I didn't deserve to cry. It was all my fault, I'd killed her. She ran outside because of me. Because I'm a fucking twat. I should have been hit by a car. The only ones who deserved to cry were Evelyn's friends. I bet they hated me. Actually, I hoped they did. Why would anybody like me anyway. With those thoughts in my head, I fell asleep.

I walked to Evelyn's grave and sat down in front of it. I placed the flowers on top of the stone and sighed softly.

''I'm so sorry, Eve.'' I said quietly and stroked the stone. Suddenly the ground started to shake and a hand unexpectedly popped up from Evelyn's grave. It started to dig out earth until I was able to see the coffin and it opened abruptly. I jumped up when Evelyn stood up, her whole body crackling. She turned her head slowly to me, her neck cracking again, and grabbed my throat.

''Bel... la... my...'' She said, her voice croaking. I screamed and kicked wildly around me but it didn't work. Her grip on my throat was too strong and I started to feel lightheaded. She threw her head back and screeched, her grip getting even tighter.

I tried to breathe, but all that came out were a few puffs. She threw me roughly on the ground and jumped on top of me. Suddenly I heard more screeches and looked up. More creatures like Evelyn walked to me, some dragging their leg behind them, others missing their hands or other limbs. They all jumped on top of me, biting my arms and clawing at my torso. One of them bit my chest, ripping away a big chunk of flesh. I cried out and pleaded, but they just kept on biting me, ripping me apart. Another one bit my wrist off and threw it away, making me cry out again. Finally, one of the creatures ripped my heart out and everything went black.

I sat up with a gasp and looked startled around me. My whole body was covered with sweat and I was breathing heavily. I slowly lay down again and rubbed my hands over my face. ''It's just a dream, Matthew.'' I said softly and kept repeating it until I got calmer. I crawled to the other side of the bed, which was not covered in sweat, and closed my eyes again.

I finished the speech I'd made for Evelyn and walked back to my chair. No one clapped for me, of course. I was her murderer. I made her walk away, and maybe I even made her jump in front of the car. I didn't deserve any applause. I heard some people whisper things like, ''How could she be together with that?'' and ''She deserved someone much better than him.''. And I guess they were right. She did deserve someone better than me. I sat down slowly and stared sadly at her coffin with a picture of her on top of it.

After some other people had held their speeches, we walked outside with her coffin. I tried to lift it, really, but the other men were much taller than me so I couldn't. We walked to her grave and stood around it in a circle. The coffin was slowly lifted into the hole in front of her gravestone. People were crying, hiding their faces and I think someone even fainted. I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply.

They threw the soil back over the coffin and then she was gone. She was gone for ever. People cried again and some others were praying for her, that her life up there was better without me. Well, thank you very much. Cunts. I placed my flowers on top of her gravestone and shuddered at the memory of my dream.

''I'm sorry.'' I whispered and looked at the sky. ''I should have been there, instead of you. I hope you forgive me.''

I sighed, looked back at the gravestone and nodded. I slowly walked away and turned my head when I saw a thin figure standing under a tree. I walked to him and frowned slightly. ''Can I help you, sir?'' I said softly and looked up at him. ''You seem lost.''

''No, thank you.'' the man said and I frowned. Was this....? But... No. It couldn't be him. The man turned to me and I gasped. It was him. It was Dom.

''What are you doing here?'' I asked and Dom shrugged, ruffling my hair.

''I'm..,'' he sighed. ''I'm trying to stop using drugs and I heard about Evelyn and her funeral so I decided to visit you here.'' He smiled.

I frowned and giggled. ''Erm.. Thanks. Who told you?''

''Chris.'' He said simply and I nodded.

We looked at our feet, looked up at each other again and started giggling. ''Come,'' I smiled and started walking to my car. ''Let's go to my house and talk about... what happened at your house.''

He nodded and blushed. ''I'm sorry about that.''

''It's okay.'' I said and frowned. Why did I say that? It was not okay at all. He had fucking kissed me.