Insanity (Sequel To Madness)

Speaking In Respect

Many more speak for Shane, it seems like an endless sea of people sobbing up front about how much they admired my husband. Most are women, of course. So many went up that the man hosting needed to put two more tissue boxes up. Since all of them are sobbing, and sneezing and being just dreadful. Shane would have hated being here and watching all this unfold. As another sobbing woman stumbles from the stage, Mark chuckles and shakes his head.
"They should have just ended it after you." He whispers while shaking his head.
"Agreed. Shane would have hated this, well, any occasion that isn't business related, he would hate. He said that the best reason to go somewhere was to be productive." I watch as the man up front scans the room for the next to speak.
"And this is not what he would call productive? People celebrating his life?" Mark questions with a child like smile on his face. I roll my eyes and face the front once more.
"If it was a celebration of his life, I wouldn't mind it. This is not a celebration, this is pitying." I sigh and release a yawn that I had been trying to contain.
"Fair enough." Mark replies with a soft shrug of his shoulders. The next to come up has a sniper dot on his back. How weird. I knew this was an event that everyone wanted to come to, but criminals should stay locked up. The little adventure we had with Ian should have taught them that. However, the brown, messy hair of Josh is a very special one that should be locked up, and far from this occasion. He is in handcuffs, and his rugged outfit shows that he most likely was in prison this morning. As far as I know from both Rebecca and Mark, Josh was the one who actually killed my husband. I clench my fists and Mark grabs my wrist, probably keeping me from running at him. Josh goes to the front, he even has bruises on his face. He clears his throat and the sniper dot has moved to he placed at his chest.
"Shane was a good guy in my opinion, even though not everything he did was right. For example, he removed me from safety multiple times and took a few things from me." Josh stops as he hears the upset shouts from the audience.
"But we were pretty close in life, and he was overall a good person. I have been put in prison under the claims that I killed him, and I wanted to say that, even if I am proven guilty, my thoughts on him have not changed. Shane was a very wise man, he always knee how to read a person, and oh, did he love reading me." Josh actually chuckles as he shakes his head and locks eyes with me.
"He also knew how to hurt me the most, and when you have been hurt for so long, and so hard, it starts to make you into a new person. You don't want to be able to be hurt anymore. But, in order for that to happen, you can't really allow yourself to feel much of anything at all. You would know, wouldn't you, Violet?" Josh smiles at me and I pull my arm out of Mark's grip and I stomp towards him. I slap Josh across the face and he stumbles backwards. I can feel myself growling internally at him.
"Shut your filthy mouth and get out of here. I never want to see you again because of what you did. I will never forgive you, and I will never love you, and I never have. And Shane was a better man than you ever could have been. Now get out, and go back in prison, that's where you belong because of your crimes." I spit my words and push him further from me when he attempts to give me an apologetic look.
"I didn't do it to hurt you, not like it did anyways." Josh replies while he begins walking away from me. I growl once again, but this time it is audible and I grab Josh by the back of his neck where I pull him towards me.
"You don't know a single thing about me, Joshua. If you did, you would have known better than to show up here. You don't belong here, and you need to get out before I beat your ass outside." I snap at him while digging my nails into his flesh. Josh gives me a final glare before he begins walking further from me once my grip had loosened. I try to keep my steps from becoming stomps, but they are still very loud. They are not as loud as the shouts, profanities, and even things being thrown at Josh as he walks towards the exit. There are screams of "murderer," "asshole," and even "you shouldn't have been born" being called from the crowd. I would be pitiful of him, but in all honesty, Josh deserves it for what he has done. He killed Shane, my husband and the owner of the Main District. If anything, he should get an even more grave punishment. I cross my arms over my chest as I take my seat once more. I'm not sure if what I did was right, but I couldn't stand listening to Josh blab on about how much he hates Shane because I married him. It would have been an endless torment, and this day has already been awful, it doesn't need to get worse. I take in a deep breath, and I can feel Mark looking at me.
"What?" I ask, avoiding to even look at him. He probably is going to tell me about how Shane wouldn't have done that and how I should have just stayed quiet. And I know both those facts, I just couldn't help it.
"Are you okay?" He asks me in a soft tone that causes me to turn my head since my worries are now faded away. I smile softly and shake my head.
"Not really, it's already been a long day." I respond while looking away and back to the center where a new speaker has come up.