seven stages of grief ; ethan. d

chapter one ; shock

a sudden buzz filled the room, causing me to rise from my slumber. groggy and tired, i answered the phone with a soft, "good morning" assuming its Hazel, my girlfriend, as she calls every morning before work. there was a long pause but was soon interrupted as the man on the end of the call spoke formally

"i presume this is Ethan Dolan?" he questioned but already knew the answer

"yes, may i ask who this is?"

"this is chief Sanders. your girlfriend got into an altercation"

"wait what happened, is she okay????" at this point i was already out of bed, throwing on any pieces of clothing i had laying around

"we cant discuss personal information over the phone, the crime scene is located on 356 bay view dr."

"crime scene?! what do yo-"

and before i could even finish, the line went dead. i stood still for a moment as my jaw just simply dropped to the floor ; thinking about all the possibilities that can / could go wrong.

i put the car in park as hundreds of people were swarmed around in a circle. i pushed my way through everyone but then being stopped and told i wasnt allowed here

"chief Sanders asked for me to come"

"hey chief" he yelled, "he says you called him here"

"Ethan right?" he asked, once again

"yes sir"

"come with me"

he lifted the bright yellow tape, allowing me to swiftly get my way under. i silently walked beside him as looked through a brown folder, i seen him look over at me in the corner of my eye then walk back down at the papers.

"listen Ethan" he said clearly, "i have unfortunate news"

my throat became tight, giving off a burning sensation

"your girlfriend Hazel, was murdered" the words stung my heart, "it seems like she was struck by an anonymous object, which let her to be killed immediately. her purse was rummaged through, weve noticed her phone and wallet was tampered with. now, that being said, although she was immediately killed, she has several stab and gun shot wounds in both her chest captivity and upper thigh. we believe before she was killed, she had been running from someone. do you know anyone who may have wanted to hurt Hazel?"

there was a lump sitting at the back of my throat causing a sudden rush of pain as i soulfully held back my tears, "no. Hazel was a girl everyone loved, not many knew her because she was so quiet. there is no body in this world whod want to hurt her"

and thats when i let go, i let go of every tear i was holding back, "can i see her?"

"with the state youre in right now, mentally, we think itd be best for you to wai-"

"wait?" i angrily spoke, "she is dead and i dont know what im going to do without her, please just let me see her.."

he sighed but then nodded, "follow me"

i lesuirely walked behind him, trying to blank out the horrifying images i had in mind.

"what you're about to see will be very disturbing to you" one of the men said

as he lifted the white sheet my heart just dropped. it felt as if i had just lost everything i own. every inch of her body was bruised. cuts. scars. wounds. everywhere. my body ached.

who couldve done such a thing?

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