Hell Above (p.t.v)

⭐️Chapter 26.Windows In Heaven

Chapter 26.Windows In Heaven

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Vic's P.O.V

I recall the dark, gray sky. The grief in the air hung like a thick, wool blanket, draped over all of us. There were no smiles from the rememberance of him, stories which we remembered about the good times we'd had. Only sorrow over the loss of this wonderful soul. It felt as if time itself was standing still, that this was just a horrible nightmare, and I was trying to escape. Desperately trying to come out of this darkness that was my new life. A new life without my own father. The image of his coffin being lowered into the cold, hard earth replayed itself over and over again in my mind. I couldn't believe it. He was gone.

Forever gone.

The flowers were frail, drooping their usual morning dew, paying their respects for the dead. The children wailed, and their tears flowed like a never-ending waterfalls of depression. It was just two weeks ago when I had heard the news of my father gone, in a car crash. Now, I was standing besides his grave. It was a day where the black clouds crowded the sky so the sun couldn't creep through and rain drizzled above us and black, even white umbrellas covered every one of their heads. Family members and close friends swarmed around Dad's grave. Tear stained faces and eyes swollen with saturated grief. All my friends came to show support, wearing black outfits and they stood besides me.

"Why did he have to go so soon?" I breathe, barely audible. The tears flowed down my face continously. Mike stood by me and exhaled, and he placed his hand on my shoulder. I watched tears prick out of his eyes as well.

I felt someone place their hand in mine and interwine their fingers. I looked down, seeing Jessica squeezing my hand tightly. "Stay strong." She mouthed.

The rest of the group surrounded me and Mike, giving us hugs,support and affection.

"We're always here for you." They all said. Jessica,Julia,Iqra,Narine,Tony and Jaime told both of us.

I haven't talked to anyone in past two weeks. I grew back into my depression. I sat in my room and hid in the corner all day and all night. I lost interest and attention in everything. I haven't ate in days. Jessica tried conversation with me, but I never answered her. She would keep on trying and just sit next to me in silence for hours. Eventually, she would wish me 'Good night' and walk back to her room. It feels like I'm trapped in complete darkness. It feels like a nightmare, and I don't know if I'll ever wake up from it.

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As the heavy rain poured, I sat outside under the dark and gloomy clouds besides my father's grave. It was just too hard to let go... The memorial service and Funeral both had ended and all my family members went home. While, Mike,Tony,Jaime,Jessica,Narine,Julia and Iqra sat in my Mom's van, waiting for me.

I felt someone's hand place on my shoulder and they sat besides me. I turned my head to see Narine.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Narine mumbled.

"It's okay. You don't have to console me or whatever." I muttered back.

"I know how you feel." She replied.

"What? How would you know how I-"

"My father died in an car crash when I was in 7th grade." She interjected.

My eyes widen and I nod in silence for her to continue.

"You feel as if the world is being torn to shreds and that everything is falling apart at the seams. You can't stand the fact that you will never see him again, can't you?" She questioned.

I nodded.

"The pain never gets easier, I see his face in my mind all the time. Everything around me is dead, just like him. I don't smile anymore, I feel nothing but a numbing pain in my heart, my chest feels hollow where my love for him used to be." I looked down and replied.

"Yes but-"

"No one can console me, they try, God knows they try but all I feel in response is overwhelming anger." I snapped.

"I know, Vic but-"

"I'll never see him again. Never. Never is a long time to hurt. The pain is unbearable, its as if I've lost a part of myself that will I will never get back, its been buried with him."

"That's exactly I felt. When my father died, I shut everyone out and sat in my room for weeks. I'll never see him again. The pain is unbearable." She replied.

"Yep." I mumbled.

"But.." I heard a familiar voice come closer and she sat besides Narine and I. It was Jessica and she placed her hand on mine. "When my parents well both left me, Somehow I felt betrayed, they left me to fend for myself in this world on my own, who can I rely on now? Who can I turn to? I will never forget them and..-"

"And yet, both of us grew the strength and courage to go on. With the support of others, including you. We're here for you." Narine continued.

"I just can't get the fact out of my head. That I'll never see him again. He'll never be there for things parents are usually there for. Graduating high school,getting married,becoming a father, He's going to miss everything." I replied.

"But, Vic." Jessica looked up. "Instead of mourning, we all should not see it as a funeral, see it as a Celebration of a Life, and he will live on within our hearts, souls, and memories."

"And no one can take that away from us." Narine said.

"No one." Jessica repeated. "Your father is always going to be with you. It's just that-"

"He's in a better place now. He's an angel in Heaven." I interrupted, with a half smile.

"Yes." Both of them smiled and nodded, giving looks of hope.

Jessica pressed her forehead against mine. "I love you,alright?"

"I love you more."

I then nudged Narine and messed up her hair. "I love you too, Narine. Just like a little sister."

"I also consider you as a big brother." She coughed. "Or brother-in-law."

Jessica scoffed. "Narine, not now."

Narine rolled her eyes. "I'm soaked." She looked down at her outfit and hair, which was all wet.

"Let's go home?" Jessica asked me.

"Just...Just give me 5 minutes more with Dad,okay?" I told.

They both nodded and walked off to leave me alone for awhile and then I turned and faced my Dad's grave.

"Dad." Yes, I was talking to the grave. "At the end of the world,or the last thing I see,you are never coming home, I know. I don't hate you. I love you alot. I regret that fight we had. Please forgive me,Dad." I sniffed. "Now that you're gone, I know I can't take back what I said, but hear me out. I will always love you. I'll take care of Mom and Mike for you, don't worry. And you saw Jessica,right? Yes, that's my girlfriend, who I also love alot Dad. I'm going to take the responsibility of taking care of our family and I'll stick to it."

I exhaled. "If you could see me now, would you be pleased and proud,Dad? I'm doing fine, but I can't say goodbye. I miss you alot. But, you're in a better place now, high above in the clouds. I love you." I stood up and wiped that one last teardrop from my eyes. "I'm going to be strong. Just for you Dad."

"Your dad would be proud of you." Jessica replied as she she walked next to me. She held my hand and we walked towards the van.

As we sat inside, I wrapped my arm around her.

"No, you know what?" I questioned.

Jessica raised her eyebrow.

"Dad would be proud of us. All of us."