District Shade

Pale.

???(lady) POV.

"Remember that one time jack was...(blablabal)"
Tom blabbered more about jack.
I wanted him to shut up, but I would understand why he's like this at the moment.
And as for jack.
He wouldn't have died.
I knew it wasn't my fault.
But neither was he's. We could've been more careful though. After we found him probably gonna die anyway on the floor.
Tom stepped on him accidentally which made it worse, He released more blood for vomit than the worse you could imagine. And what made it really worse is that Tom stepped on him on the stomach filled with nothing less than blood anyway.
But before the young one could die.
His last words were, "Pale" and smiled.
He died right on the spot. With nothing to do about it since it was surely no use of taking him to the hospital. Tom and I just made a grave for him instead of taking him to a graveyard.
It was nobody's fault yet, we both felt guilty.
For being older and should be caring for children.
It was hard for the two of us. Often times it was quiet. Talking about him makes tom weep.
As he talks about the two of them through the year
Jack was sometimes nice to anyone except Tom.
Jack was very kind to him. And how Jack would have died out there being young and alone.
So was Tom of being alone.
He wouldn't die if he was just alone.
He could help himself. But he knew Jack couldn't.
At the time, Tom never really cleaned up the mess by the incident. I just sighed every time he tries to bring up happiness. But it always involves something with Jack.
Its because he felt that all the happy moments were almost every time with Jack.

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Right now we were sitting down at the living room.
I was bored. Tom finally spoke after 3 long hours of silence. "Hey I remembered the time Jack panicked really bad for you, he even sat down at your sick state and slept next to you and watched over you,
Like you were part of this kind of family,
Like you were a sister to him"
I felt guilty now.
But I was still silent. Of course.
"It was very odd that I liked your bond with him even in the first few days and weeks.
I always thought you can make him happy not only me. You know I always tried to make him get friends. But he depended all of that on me.
But when I saw how he acted with you.
I was glad. I was worried I might be gone someday and maybe I died somewhere and he didn't know so he'd think I left him. He needed someone to look over him. And someone to comfort him when I'm gone. Turns out he got there before I did."

"So, I would like company with you, but I'm afraid I don't want to anymore. Its time to move on.
But when I always look at you, I sometimes think you were him, my sibling. I think of you a sibling.
But not the way I treat him. You are on your own now. To leave this crime scene or stay wasting your time."
I chose to leave.
"As for me then, I'm staying" he said.
It was sad to see someone go.
But that someone was me.
I didn't look back and just went out.
It was that kind of season from the very first I met Jack. Very cold. And for me I now brought my lantern with me this time.
I had this very weird feeling,
That I should not go part ways with him
But I know how much it hurts him to see me again.
In my sad attempts I just went on with them.
The cold wind hushed and whispered.
As if it was the month of Christmas.
It was like that time I met Jack.
Fewer people this time. And one light on my hands at the dark night. It felt like I could remember these paths I'm crossing now from before.
I went on to the center road where I should choose
Four paths to go including the one I've crossed behind me. And to the north part I go just straight away from the last direction.
Twas tiring but I had to find it anyway.
I stopped by into a pole.
I sat there. With my lantern on the sidewalk I sat on about facing the houses behind me.
I didn't tremble this time.
I wasnt sick, for I had my old coat with me.
Which the one so thick I could look not like a feminine figure.I sat and waited.
It was dark like before. The only part shining was my lantern and its distances.
This reminds me about before