Destined to Collide

Breaking into pieces

The turning of the tide

The dimming of the light

When did you forget

Me

I'm reeling from the loss

Frozen on the cross

Nothing was explained

Oh but

Words wont help

Cant tell myself

That hearts don't change

The fires turned to ice

The truths all lies

Everything has changed

Stanfour - Everything Has Changed

Chapter Thirteen - Breaking into pieces

It was an icy feeling that woke me up. Something soft and cold graced down my skin as it moved from my forehead slowly down to my cheek and went to my neck. It was a bit ticklish, but it felt nice against my hot skin. The same cold thing repeatedly touched my cheeks and forehead.

"Godric?" a soft whisper of his name left my lips as the coldness reminded me of his freezing skin. I tried to open my eyes that seemed to be glued tightly shut by some unknown force.

"No, sweetheart, it's just me." I heard the voice of my big sister as her soft hand copped my cheek, the other brushing my hair back. I don't know why but for some reason my body was exhausted. I fought the tiredness I felt and slowly opened my eyes. It was blurry for a moment before my eyes focused on Sarah's face that was hovering over me. Her eyes were teary as the obvious worry played on her face. "Awww honey, thank God you're ok!" She squeaked like her usual happy self as she pulled me in a hug. My head was throbbing and her whiny voice wasn't helping at all. I slowly pushed her away and pulled myself to sit. My hand moved up to my head, like I could stop the ache just by a touch.

"What happened?" I asked my sister looking up at her face. She looked at me for a second before, her eyes widen in a surprise as her mouth opened and closed in shock. She didn't look me in the eye as she cleared her throat hesitating a bit. That was when it came to me; flashes of pictures like a broken record played through my head. The pain finding out what happen came as fast as the memories. The heavy ache in my heart was almost unbearable. My eyes sting as my tears came rushing. Sarah's hand started to shake as she tears up also.

"Sweetie, I am so, so sorry." She spoke taking a step closer to me. Her hand slowly reached out to pull me close. But my body reacted before I knew what was happening, as my hand smacked hers away.

"No… how… how could you do this to me?" my tears seem to just flow like there was nothing to stop it. Like all the pain I was holding deep within was finally released. All the sadness and resentment was coming out in a form of tears.

"You had a funeral for her, and you told me… you told me, it was just a ceremony and nothing more….and I just sat there…"

My body was shaking from the memory. About six month ago, she decided she wants to have a funeral ceremony for Claire, even though at the time I didn't like the idea to have a funeral for someone who wasn't even pronounced dead. But I just went with it thinking this is something she wanted to do to ease her pain, her guilt, after all we all have our ways of dealing with loss.