Chapter 3; Help Me Say Goodbye

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I'm quick right? That's just because I really want to get the story going. I'm so happy that the story is alredy going so well. Thank you all for that, keep it up! 😄❤️

Christine's pov

"Christine were the hell have you been?!" Raoul yell'd at me before I could nock on the door.  His hole family was inside and we were outside in the garden.

"Did you not hear me?!" He snaped at me. I could'nt look at him. I was to ashamed of what I did last night, it should never have happened I know what we did was wrong but I don't regret it. And I will never forget.

"I...I was with him". I said. I can't lie to him. "You what? With him all night!?" He yell'd he grabed my arm tight. I understand that he's angry but he would never hurt me. Would he?

"Answer me!" He snaped at me forcing me to look at him. "YES!" I screamed angrily.

Then he did something I never thought he'd do. Raoul slaps me. "Get out I don't ever want to see you again!" He grabbed my arm again and pushed me out on the street.

"Raoul please!" I beg'd. I'll have no were else to go now except to the cemetery.

"Goodbye little lotte" he whispered. I just sat there on the ground. A bag with my clothes and other belonging's flew out at me. And then I started walking as far as my leg's could bare.

When I finally arrived at the cemetery the mist and angel's surrounded me. This time I was'nt singing for my beloved father. I was singing for Erik.

You were once my one companion

You were all that mattered

You were once a friend and angel

Then my world was shattered

Wishing you were somehow here again

Wishing you were somehow near

Sometimes it seems if I just dream'd

Somehow you would be here

Passing bells and sqolpted angels

Cold and monumental

Seem for you the wrong companions

You were warm and gentle

To many years fighting back tears

Why can't the past just die?

Wishing you were somehow here again

Knowing we must say goodbye

Try to forgive, teach me to live

Give me the streight to try

No more memories

No more silent tears

No more gazing across the waisted years

Help me say goodbye

Help me say goodbye!

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