Chapter 15

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Blake's POV:

I couldn't stop the crying, I couldn't make the tightness in my chest go away, I couldn't breath, I couldn't be here anymore. So I left. I left wearing the all black that blanketed all the family and friends surrounding me. I left hearing nothing but sobs all around me. I could no longer tell if it was only my own cries that I could hear. Laying there with Flowers's surrounding his head and body. This is all my fault. So I walked and I walked for miles and miles I couldn't let them see me again, Aria hasn't looked at me, spoken to me, touched me, nothing. I can't be around this anymore I can't be a constant reminder that Calvin is now laying in a casket because of my stupid mistake. All I wanted was to give Aria the world and I was the reason part of her word just came shattering down. That is why I left and I will never bring that pain to my families ever again.

Aria's POV:

Calvin is gone. My brother is gone. He never got to live out his life. He never got to be a father or get married. He will never live beyond the dirt surrounding him and it is all my fault. If i wasn't so stupid to think that he would be okay with me being with Blake this wouldn't have happened. If I wasn't so dumb and thought my protective brother wouldn't be irrational over this. If I wasn't here, if I didn't  love Blake if i hid it a little while longer I wouldn't have to stand here sobbing over the loss of the one guy I thought would always be there for me. If it wasn't for me I wouldn't have torn this family apart.
The day went by in a blur of black colors and apologies. If I hear one person say "I'm sorry for your loss" I don't know what I'll do. I went upstairs and locked myself away under the covers to cry for days. I just want Blake to come hold me.

Blake's POV:

I must've been walking for 8 hours now it was pitch black out and I was could barely walk straight because of the tears in my eyes. My stomach clenched and I vomited on the side of the rode. The sick feeling in my stomach still lingering. I could see a motel sign up ahead and decided to check in for the night it was no use walking in the dark anymore I would pick it up in the morning. The look the hostess gave me was a mixture of pity and fear but I didn't care. I spread out on the bed and continued to cry. I lost basically my brother, the one girl I would give my life for, and everything I just left behind.

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