One Goes And Comes

Beth....

Oliver's death wasn't my fault. I wasn't the one who told him crap about me. I wasn't the one who told him to come after me. It was her... Beth... she's the one who killed him. She's the one who Oliver's parents should hate, not me. Not the person who right now is crying over their son's coffin with such incredible pain.

She's here. Here at his funeral. I can't believe she has the nerve to come after what she did. She looks at me with her stupid smile. I just wish I could wipe that smile off her face right now.

Beth has always hated me because of my life style. She thinks that I don't suffer like she does. That I get what I want, when I want. None of that's true. My life has never been easy. I've gone through tough things and torture. But I always kept my head high no matter what— which isn't easy.

She's refered as the slut, emo, stoner, and goth. I dont know if any of those are true, but I have no reason to know. It's been said that her mother is an alcholic and that her dad abuses her, but no one knows except Susan—her half sister.

She stands on the other side of the coffin.

"Oliver I told you, but you didn't listen." She whispers to him as though he can hear her.

"And now your gone..." She strokes the top of the brown box which holds his body. I look at her and some how I have this feeling to look at her arm and I do. I gasp and I can tell she heard me. She rapidly takes her arm away and puts it against her side. Her arm.... she had his name carved into her arm....

I'm about to ask her why, but she just gives me a look with her eyes, like saying don't ask why. So I don't, I just stare. I eventually get tired of looking at her arm with his name in bright red liquid on her pale arm.

"Why?" I ask not being able to look her in the eyes because if I do nothing good will happen.

Instead of answering my question, she just walks away like I didn't say anything. Coward... I say in my mind, but she stops as soon as I think that. She looks back and whispers something I can barely make out. "I didn't do it, he did" and walks away.

I didn't understand at first on what she ment, but now I do. She didn't write his name, Oliver wrote his name on her...