Breaching Daylight

Prologue (II). Brock Palomino

Brock Palomino | 2 years before | Front of Hotel

There was practically polices everywhere, most of the people in the hotel were either outside or were talking to the police. Some of our parents were also already here, but I was too drunk to notice much or notice why the police were here.

The rain begins to pour even heavier than before. I look up at the sky, my hand deflecting the droplets of water.

It's pouring pretty hard.

However, something caught my eye. I saw Mia, handcuffed as she was push into a police vehicle. 'OI!' I shout from a distance as I run towards her. But a police officer pushes me back.

'Why is Mia in the car?!' I yell at the officer who was struggling to keep me in place.

'She is taken in for questioning!' The officer replies, 'you need to remain silent and calm!'

I shove the officer as I turn around to Wayde who was hugging Hannah.

'She couldn't have! Mia would never do that to him!' Hannah cries into Wayde's shoulder as Wayde states something I couldn't make out.

'Brock!' James shouts from behind me, 'I'm so fucking sorry dude, that's so messed up!'

My vision starts to get blurry, 'what's fucked?' I reply in confusion.

'You didn't hear?! Mia was accused of murdering Chris.'

Brock Palomino | 1 year before | Fenderat Graveyard

I stare at something, something I essentially loved and cherished. The coffin was slowly descending into the ground and all I could watch was another life that apart of mine, get buried into the ground, Mia.

I could hear Mia's parents crying besides me, but I couldn't cry. The moment I heard she was gone, something broke inside me. To feel? To love?

I've lost everything, she was always there for me but when she asked for me, I pushed her away.

The machine starts to bury dirt all over her coffin.

I turn around, I walk away from the crowd, I pass Hannah and Wayde who were also in tears.

However, at the corner of my eye, I could see Mia. One last tear rolls down my cheek as I rub them, also rubbing the sight of who I love or to love anything at all.