One Night

Chapter 5

"I'm friends with the monster. That's under my bed, get along with the voices inside of my head....."

My alarm snoozed at 6:30 am! Such a big dampener it is. I slipped my legs into my flip flops and wore my overcoat because I was so sleepy yesterday night that I slept in my bra only.

I wished everyone in the house a good morning, c'mon it was Christmas! Who doesn't get excited for it? I switched on the TV to just have a glance at the latest news.

"The Boeing 787 plane crashed yesterday, at 7:27pm and was found in the deep forests of Arizona" said the newsreader. It was just plane, yes, I did give a damn but not that I was grieving or anything. As soon as I left the living room, I buzzed Aaron-

" You little vile piece of shit, where are you? Merry Christmas, buddy. Now, at least find a fine girlfriend. I want to become an aunt. Reaching at your place in fifteen minutes. Don't set out with someone else, okay? Love you. Bye."

He replied" Fine."

Aaron never replied like that! What happened? Was everything okay? I started to lose out. I sweated profusely in anxiousness. I hopped onto my bike and without even bidding a bye to mom, I went off. I rang his doorbell like 10-20 times, no one was there to be seen. Oh god what had happened? Just when I was about to call him up, Aunt opened the door and she had tears in her eyes. She didn't say anything to me, she just said-

"Sweetheart, please take care of Aaron."

Before, I could ask her what happened, she made her move out of the house.

I knocked at Aaron's door gently... Soon, he opened the door and hugged me. My t-shirt got wet by his tears. He could barely speak, all that he was doing was crying. He couldn't hold himself back. Soon when he used to start to speak, he bursted out crying. What the hell even happened? I consoled him, made him rest his head on my lap. He just kept on saying" Kiara, my world has ended, I don't see any point in living now. My happiness has been snatched. The heartache is going to end me soon."

"Shut up, you're not gonna die, okay? You have me, I am always here for you. Now, tell me what happened?" I said.

'He fumbled and said..."Delilah is no more". He fell on the floor, beating himself up.

"WHAT? LIKE HOW? HOW DID SHE DIE? WHAT HAPPENED TO HER? ALL OF A SUDDEN....HOW?" Even though, I was disgusted by her but I somehow started mourning. I couldn't believe it, somehow.

"Aaron, stop beating yourself up, it ain't your fault." I spoke softly.

"Can't you understand? It is my fault! I anticipated she didn't love me but.." He screamed at me.

"But what"? I curiously asked.

He didn't speak.

We were quiet for next three hours until he started the conversation by saying "I am sorry."

Soon, he told me that Del suicide the previous night. But why? The secret was yet to be unfolded. All he had was a letter which she had in her tight fist when her neck was up there hung beneath the fan tied by a rope.

It read-' In advance, wish you a Merry Christmas. So whomsoever is reading this, please don't cry. There is one thing I want to say before I go- I only cheated on Aaron and went with the "big guy" because I didn't want him to suffer because of what I intended to do today. Had I been with Aaron, it would kill him with sadness. Hopefully, today he has moved on and doesn't get affected by what I did. I love you, Aaron and no one can ever be the right guy for me other than you and sorry if I broke your heart. I suffered through a lot in my childhood, I was teased and wasn't never treated like an ordinary child. I was depressed, but no one knew. That's the best thing about always wearing a smile on your face. I tried my best to stay in this world. I was in a battle of love and in a battle of jealousy. I was just an average girl who wore a fake smile. When I was getting older, things were getting colder. I always kept it on the inside and all of you plainly believed my white lies. Can't you see? Look at my dull eyes. Summer came by and all I wore was long sleeves. I carried on like a soldier with a battle wound. I gave up long ago. I was stuck in a stupid rut. I knew what I had to do next, just stand on the chair with the rope around my neck. I stood up at the chair and looked at the moon for one last time. I am going to greet death. I've come to realize this world is full of pain and hatred. I couldn't just fit in this awful race. Whenever you miss me, just look at the moon and I'll be looking down at you. Even though you won't remember you when I am gone because I am not something to be dwelled upon. And yes, I've lost my fight. The reason I all of a sudden suicide was....I am running out of space to write. So this is world, goodbye.'