The jump

Greif

-Chloe
I felt the sudden weight of a hand on my shoulder. I wiped my tears hastily and turned my head to see a man that I didn't recognise looking down at me. His eyes were full of worry, and I knew my tears had lured in a sympathetic bystander that was ready to force their 'comfort' onto me.
"Chloe, are you ok? I know you're having a hard time right now, and just know that I'm here for you."
I didn't even know who this guy was and he was acting like we've known each other for years. This is what people do; they see you in your moment of weakness and act like they've suddenly known you their entire lives.
I sighed heavily, knowing very well I couldn't do anything about it. "I'm fine, thank you."
He dropped his unwelcoming hand from my shoulder and, before walking off, gave me a tight smile.
I looked to my mum, and there she was drowning in tears again while people brought in buckets to save her.
I scanned the crowd for my dad, and there he was sitting on a chair and was staring blankly – and silently- at the ground, unlike my mother.
He held no emotions on his face and in that moment despite my father being right across me and my mother sitting right next to me, I felt more alone than ever.
Tia, why did you have to leave? Not only have I lost you, but I've lost the two other most important people in my life. I know you're sorry, but sorry isn't going to bring you back.