At the end of the day

Shattered

TONY'S P.O.V.

16th MAY

I came home from school at 3 pm that day.  I had got a 100 on my Chemistry exam that day and I was quite happy about it, especially at the very thought of seeing those proud smiles spread across my parents' pretty faces. They had helped me study for the exam after all. It's strange how petty small things can matter a great deal and bring happiness which is immeasurable, isn't it?

 I was starving so I went to the kitchen to look for food. I found a sticky note on the door of the fridge. It said, 'Sorry, love. We had to leave for California immediately because an emergency meeting had come up. Don't worry. We'll be back by 7 pm, and don't worry if you can't reach us. We'll be fine. P.S.- Don't forget to have your favourite meal that I have made you. It's kept in the fridge. Lots of love, Mum and Dad. :)'                                                
They had been to California, while I was back home in Orlando. After I was done with my lunch, I went up to my room and finished my studies for the day by 5 pm. Then I went on my Instagram and went through my DMs. I just had a chat group with my friends, Tom Holland and Chris Roberts. We were geeks obsessing over Marvel. They had not been on their Instagram yet so... Then my eyes got stuck on a DM by the one and only Louis Tomlinson.

@louist91: Hey you, just a beautiful reminder... You don't deserve me being rude to you nor do you deserve my attention. You don't deserve anyone actually. Why don't you just leave from here?

@tonyevans: Well, why the hell don't you leave me alone? Why do you even follow me? Why do you waste your time on me? Who asked you to even talk to me? I didn't beg you to ring me a bell just because everyone doesn't talk to me! Go away! Why should I leave when you deserve to leave for the way you treat me along with your dumb mates? I know I never say much but this time it's sort of getting out of hand. LEAVE ME ALONE!

  @louist91: I actually pity you. Well, anyways, see you at school tomorrow ;)

I then scrolled through some more of Marvel feed and kept my phone aside. I then showered and changed into a grey t-shirt and a pair of black trousers. I checked the time and it said 6:55 pm. Mum and Dad should be home anytime now. While I was waiting, I snoozed off. 3 hours later I woke up and still no news of my Mum and Dad. I rang them but no one answered. I grew worried and suddenly fear had conquered me. Where were they? Why haven't they come home yet? What happened? I had no idea. Suddenly my phone rang. The screen read 'Mum' and I immediately answered:

Me: M-m-mom, where are you and Dad? Why aren't you receiving my calls? You are coming home, right?

Tears stung at the corners of my both eyes. I was hoping for my Mum to answer that she will be late but...

Caller: Ummm... Who is this?

Me: T-t-t-this is Tony. Mr. and Mrs. Evans' daughter. W-w-w-what happened?

I stammered. My heart paced faster than before. 

Caller: I'm sorry to say that your parents have passed away in a car accident. The car skidded due to the storm and crashed into a tree. I recovered the phone from the woman's hand, by the way and the bodies have been sent to the Florida Hospital and you should drop by to see the bodies and collect them.

The voice faded away.

My phone slipped from my hand and fell on the floor. It seemed like time had stopped. The world had stopped. I slid down from my bed and pulled my knees close to my chest and started crying. Why? Why me? Why was the world against me? Why was I deprived of my loved ones? What had I done to deserve all this? My tears knew no bounds. Sadness circulated through my veins. I couldn't figure out what to do. Should I go to see my parents one last time? Or should I drown in my miseries? My conscience was fading away. My life was shattered in a few minutes. I was shattered. My world crumbled down in front of my vision.  

It was 12:46 am. I gathered courage to finally stand on my feet though I stumbled sometimes because I was numb with grief. I somehow managed to carry myself to the hospital and was accompanied by a nurse to the morgue room. I couldn't control myself. My conscience again faded away and I fell on my knees when the nurse removed the white blanket from my parents' corpses to reveal their faces. The nurse had left the room to prepare some important documents. I tried to wake them and myself from what I thought was a nightmare, but no use. It was as if nothing mattered anymore. My Mum and Dad had left me alone in this cruel world and there was no news of my elder brother, Peter too. I had no one in this world except my friends from that very moment. I had thought that killing myself would be a solution at that moment, but no it wasn't because my parents hadn't brought me up to see me die. They wanted me to be strong and confident and to aim for the stars and that's what I had in mind. But my mind, as long as I was near my parents, was blurred and I couldn't think straight. All I remember is that after I signed some documents, I had left and by next morning the still bodies of my parents were delivered. I bid my parents goodbye for one last time. After their burial, I didn't step out of my house for a week.