The Black Crow

9

The Black Crow
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9

Jasmin didn't attend class the next day I called her but her mother answered the phone.

"She got cold but she will be okay." Her mother assured.

I was feeling so nervous and anxious throughout the whole class. I can't settle properly.

"She'll be okay." Matt put his arms around my shoulder. "Let's visit her later."

After the class. I, Matt, Janeth and Carol visited her at her house. She was sleeping when we arrived. She looks so pale, lonely and weak. I felt a lump in my heart I think its my fault that she got soaked in the rain. I should have dragged her under a roof before the talking and confessing.

"Don't be hard on yourself." Janeth said as she laid a hand on my shoulder. "She's a strong girl, she'll be okay..."

After an hour she woke up. Her lips were dry, her eyes looks so heavy. It looks so heartbreaking. I lose control of myself. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, It's my fault." I cried while holding her hands, while sitting at the edge of the bed. This is the first time I cried after the death of my sister. I kissed her hand as I enveloped it in my big palms-- which left Matt and Carol droppedmouthed.

"I think we owe an explanation." Matt said firmly.

"I'll explain." Janeth said.

"No, I'll explain, stay with her Janeth" I kissed Jasmin in the forehead for the last time and went out of the room. There, I explained all the wierd feelings I have for her since the first time I met her. Carol nodded but Matt was acting like some over protective brother. I sighed in all instructions I got from him. I just nodded like a good kid.

When the night came we bade for goodbyes. I don't want to leave but Matt insisted that she needs rest.

I couldn't sleep at home. I didn't sleep the whole night. When the morning came I went straight at Jasmin's. I just watched her sleep before going to school. I was slumped the whole day.

"Don't blame yourself man!" Matt said shaking his head lightly.

We're at the canteen eating I can't stop looking at Jasmin's empty chair.

"She'll be okay..." Carol said.

"Yeah, who might know tomorrow she'll be laughing there." Janeth pointed with her pouted lips the empty chair.

I sighed. I can't stop myself from hating myself. I should have confessed to her in a long time. This feeling again. This regret. This guilt. I hate it so much.