A new beginning

~Prologue~

A/N: So just as promised, here's my new Bechloe story. I'm going on a holiday next Wednesday, so I'm not updating until Friday September 30th. I hope you enjoy this chapter, because well... it's the beginning of a new Bechloe fanfic ;)

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The priest spoke clearly with the saddest tone he could muster. Nina curl up to our father, but I can not feel sorry for him. I hate him! I know it's my fault that my mother lies her right now, because of my suicide attempt, but he always rub it in my face. I've decided to go to college, so I do not have to live with him in one house anymore. And of course because of my past. My mom was the only one who knew my bullying was this bad. My dad don't care about me at all, he just told me that I was a coward and that I'm not worth living. I don't give a damn about his opinion, he treat me like shit. There's not one day without yelling and beating. My sister Nina don't get hit, but I do. I guess I'm use to it, because the kids at my high school beat me up even more. I can't hold back the tears as the coffin is lowered into the ground. My whimpers and sobs were punctuated by each thud of the clumps of dirt hitting the surface. I know that she lay inside of that box. I can still see her in my mind, laughing and dancing. I shiver at the chill in the air and pull my black woolen cardigan closer around my shoulders. This place is always so cold - the surroundings comfortable yet lacking somehow. Not somewhere you would wish to spend much of your time. I turn my attention back to the coffin. It is covered with flowers. My eyes flow with tears afresh as I think of her, doomed to rest in the ground forever. Nina grab my hand and squeeze tight. I look at her and muster up a fake smile. She look right through it into the pain that is behind my eyes. I grab her and hug her. Jeremy and Damian come to us to and we end up having a group hug. My tears fell silently. Jeremy, Damian and Nina they cry with me, not a word we say. There was nothing to say. My mother is dead and that's all my fault!