Chapter 3: Coffin

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Dexter's POV

I can't take it while seeing her in a coffin. Please, Kezia. Wake up. Someone wake me up from this dream please. My heart is aching too bad. A girl like her doesn't deserve this. How could someone do this?! This is the same feeling as when my father left us to start up new family. When he died, my world crumbled. Life is just cruel. This is not what I deserve! This is not what she deserves!

"Kezia..." I heard familiar voice from behind my back.

"Ch-Cheska?!" She runs toward the coffin as she hugs it letting out all her tears.

I can hear the pain in her voice. I know she feels the pain as I feel. I didn't want to see anyone suffering. But it's really hard to accept the fact that the person who gives color to the lives of others is now gone. Especially that Cheska is Kezia's best friend since they were kids. She really suffers. I hope I could do something for her.

"Cheska..." I went straight to her as I pat her back while she is sobbing.

"Dexter..." She hugged me tightly as she grips the back of my shirt. I can feel her tears pouring on me.

I hugged her back tightly as I caress her hair trying to calm her down.

"I can't do it Dexter. I can't." She gently pushed me away from the tight hug.

"Tell me... Tell me this is not true!! Why would this happen to her?!" She puts her hands on my shoulder shaking me.

"Sshh... Calm down dear, calm down." I gently pull her on my chest as I hug her tightly to comfort her. Unconsciously, I broke into tears.

I was surprised that Cheska held my hand. I didn't know what was that for. But I couldn't let go for I wanted her to feel better.

"Please, don't leave me. I just need someone who will comfort me. This is just too hard for me. Whoever did this to her will pay!" She said with anger in her voice. I can feel her heart beating fast.

She's right. We can't just let this thing happened to Kezia.

"Cheska, we'll get the justice for her. The person who did this must get what he or she deserves." I told her in a low tone but full of anger.

I didn't get a response from her but she nodded.

"Cheska?" Kezia's father approached Cheska.

"My one and only princess is gone." He added. I can see the pain in his eyes. He wants to cry but he's trying to hold it back.

Cheska hugged him. And they talked to each other.

I sit on a couch to give space to the both of them. Who could be the possible person? Who would kill Kezia? Something isn't right. Kezia didn't have any enemies. I'll find it out. I can't just leave this all behind.

"Sir, we'll investigate about the case of Kezia. We'll update you as soon as we have already an evidence." A police officer entered and reminded Kezia's father

I went near to Kezia's coffin once again to see her beautiful face. She's just beautiful. She's the type of a girl that every man will dream of. She got everything.

"Phew." Cheska stood beside me as she sighed.

"I'm glad that she left me wearing our friendship bracelet." She added while her tears are still in her eyes.

"You know? I don't know what will happen to me now that she's gone. She's just everything to me. She's like my sister. I'd really do anything for her. Everytime she had a problem, I'd tell her that if only I could get all her pain and agonies because seeing her like that is a heartbreak for me. And seeing her in this coffin is a nightmare. The worst nightmare ever." She added in sorrowful voice.

"It's hard to accept this. Even I. But they say that everything happens for a reason. We might not know it yet. We might still have a lot of questions going inside our minds right now. But as we move forward, we'll see the real reason behind it. Life goes like this, in a garden full of flowers, which will you pick? The ugly or beautiful? Definitely the beautiful, the one that already bloomed." I responded trying to believe that she's already gone but I really can't.

"The one that already bloomed..." She repeated.

The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained. But I do believe that she might not be present physically, she is somewhere in this place and watching everyone she loves. It feels like she's just here around.

After how many hours, I've already reached our house. I went straight to my room.

"Dexter, help me. Please?" A voice of a girl.

I can't see her. My vision is blurry. I can't see her clearly.

"Help me..." I heard another one again. But this time, the tone of the voice is crying.

"I can't see you... But what is it?"

"I want justice..." She responded as she gets closer to me. I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes. "Dexter! Have your dinner now." I woke up from my mother's voice as my heart is not beating in normal state.

I had a strange dream again. What is the meaning of this? It's like I have a vision. Is this something that has to do with Kezia? Why do I always have to see such strange dreams?

A strong blow of wind entered my room. Let me feel your presence Kezia, once again.

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