Chapter 4

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Derek and I went to go see if there was any missing people around the area but none of them looked like me...at all. I told him about waking up in a cemetery but he said that I couldn't have been in a coffin because the doctors always double check before sending someone to a grave. We gave up looking for my identity two months after he found me. I go to high school with him now and I also live with him. I still feel weird knowing that there's a huge chunk of my life missing but I've gotten over it, sort of.

Kevin's POV

It been four months since my little sis died. Sarah is emotionless now and dad works his ass off so that it could distract him from the death. The soon to be alpha is a big ball of sadness and I've been sad like Justin but he's taking it a bit harder. I look terrible with baggy eyes and my weight has gone down more due to not eating like I should be, and my hair is sometimes greasy looking. Justin as all of that but he has puffy red eyes and his cheeks are always flushed from crying. The whole school has now moved on officially except for the principle whom is sad that she had a student commit suicide, she wasn't sad for the student but for the fact the student was from her school. Sarah barely talks now and Justin talks only a little and when he does his voice is hoarse. It's been terrible. Two months ago they said that the ground near her graveyard looked a little tampered with but not enough that they thought they needed to check the coffin or anything. I sighed as I looked around our family table. The seat that Nicole sat in is now dusty since no one dares to touch the chair. Sarah had her head down as she plays and eats the Chinese food that I microwaved. Dad is missing and had left 20 bucks in his place in case we wanted pizza but I saved it. I am just sitting and looking sorrowful. My plate is clean and I haven't moved for the whole ten minutes that I've been finished. "Sarah?" I asked. She looked up at me with a blank look that made my heart shatter. "Can you just talk to me right now?" I ask. She stared a little while longer before going back to her food. Sarah and Nicole were a lot closer since they were girls so it's a lot harder for Sarah. Nicole and I had a great sibling relationship but we didn't connect on the same level like she and Sarah did. I picked up the dishes and went upstairs. What if she was alive? If she never killed herself? If we were all nicer? I ask those things to myself every night before I go to bed and my answers are always the same..."I don't know". I wish that this was all a nightmare.

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