A Child Broken

Chapter 7

Stop, you have to stop! She wants you to stop look at her, you have to stop for her. I didn't know what to do I just sat there looking at her on the bed. This picture was all to familiar in my head. Finally it just came out. "Mom!!" "Mom!" "Mom!" I just couldn't stop yelling. Tears streaming down my face and into my mouth. "What honey what?" I heard mom yelling back. Little did she know what she was about to see was going to break her forever. She walked into the room and her jaw dropped practically to the floor. I didn't know what to do for her so I just stood there. And let her take in everything. When she started crying then I went over and hugged her and turned her away from the awful scene in front of us. I've never had to comfort someone like that before because all the horrible things happened to me. "I'm sorry" I whispered in her ear gently. "Don't be silly she was your sister, I should be holding you." She replied softly. "I love you" I whimpered. "I love you!" Then Sarah came running upstairs to see her best friend/sister dead on her bed. I tried to stop her but things got ugly really fast. I tried to grab her but she pushed through me. And when she passed mom she tried to grab her arm but she slapped mom across the face. I, with my jaw dropped watched as Sarah took off into the room. She crouched down next to tiff laying in the bed. And whispered in her ear even though we all knew she couldn't hear her. "Tiff tiff I love you. Come back to me, please. I need you, I can't do this without you. Wake up wake up wake up please!" I couldn't watch it anymore so I grabbed her and held her in my arms. I didn't tell anyone about the note because I didn't want anyone feeling worse then they already did so I just put it in my pocket. I couldn't bear being the person that made it even worse. I mean mom's life had gone completely down hill first her husband died, her daughter got sick, her other daughter started self harming, then her sick daughter killed herself. At that point I didn't know how to help her. "I just can't do this without her" Sarah whispered in my ear as I held her. "I know I know I can't either." We all just stood there hugging in a big group for about an hour. There was heavy breathing and thick air all around us. Surrounding us. That feeling was amazing just being there with the people I loved even though I was missing one. I couldn't imagine how Sarah felt about tiff being gone. I wouldn't know I never had a best friend like they did. But I loved tiff as my sister. After all the hugging and crying we decided to go downstairs. We were sitting in a big circle in the living room and mom was making tea. When it was done she brought out three little cups to us. The steam from the hot tea was clearing our stuffy noses from all the crying we did. We sat and told stories. Sad stories, happy stories, and anything about tiff we could remember. We reminisced and laughed and cried again. Completely ignoring the fact that there was a dead body just upstairs but it didn't seem to phase any of us especially me because I had known that feeling before. After hours of talking just about tiff and drinking multiple cups of tea we all knocked out in the living room around midnight. The next morning we got up and called the police and explained everything that had happened. And they took the body. It was a hard thing to watch as they rolled tiff out of the house. Sarah was bawling so I held her, she had her head in my chest. I was rubbing her hair and kissing her on the top of the forehead. While mom was holding both of our hands. It was hard just to watch but I wouldn't know the feeling because I never had a best friend but I still missed tiff. She understood me she was the only one who ever did really completely understand me.

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