Vanish: Sasha

-»17, Ruin

I stood frozen in my spot. For the past two years, I've tried avoiding this place. Deep down I knew I'd have to go one day, but I never thought it would be because my best friend is missing. The rain felt colder as it splashed onto my skin.

Xavier looked at the gate then turned to me. I turned to make brief eye contact with him and watched the realisation overcome his face. "I'm not going to rush you; take your time."

I smiled at him in gratitude before looking at the gate again. I can't stand here all day expecting something to come to me; I have to find it.

I took a deep breath and slowly put one foot in front of the other. I could sense Xavier trailing not far behind me, probably examining everything around him like he has the habit of doing. The cemetery had the signature eerie feel to it with the hint of the feeling that I was being watched. The gravestones lined perfectly making a pathway to some temple of somebody important (The first mayor I think... I don't listen in history class) and the willow trees hung over making a shelter for some graves.

How fitting is it that I'm wearing black leggings and sweater.

"Do you know where you're going?" Xavier spoke in a low voice.

"Unless someone decided to move her body since the funeral, yes." I followed where my memory was taking me and found what we were looking for.

June Penelope Grace
1980 - 2016
Loving Wife, Friend, Mother

Her grave was placed under a overhanging willow tree and had a bouquet of dead tulips on top of it. Dad probably put them there the last time he visited a month ago. I know he visits every two months so he wouldn't of seen the red envelope with my name written on it.

Not wanting to touch it just yet, I sat cross legged on the wet cold grass and examine the stone in front of me. "I'll wait outside." Xavier announced and headed back the way we came.

I held back my tears with all the strength I had. I don't want to break down, not yet. I let the silence take over me as I read her name over and over again in my head.

June Penelope Grace. June Penelope Grace.

A stray tear left my eye and slowly made its was down my cheek. My breath feels like it's getting trapped in my throat. "Hey mum." It came out in a whisper. I stayed silent once again, like I was waiting for a reply.

"You're probably really angry at me right now. I'm so sorry I never came, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I thought that if I came then, in a way, it was me saying my final goodbyes. I don't want to say goodbye." More tears escaped and made a small river on my face. "I miss you so much." I sobbed.

"Every time I walk into the house I expect to see you standing there, holding your arms open waiting for a hug with the biggest smile on your face. But you're never there. We all tried moving on you know. Dad tried going on a couple of dates with girls but when he comes home he goes straight to his room and cries, holding your favourite dress. He didn't let go of that dress for a while until Mr. Emerson made him leave the house for a night without it.

Everything's gone to complete shit now; You probably already know that Addison's gone missing considering she probably put this stupid letter here. Dads been so busy at work that he's hardly home. I got in big trouble from him for trying to follow stupid clues from a stupid girl. I'm getting messaged threats from a private number that I'm pretty sure are stalking me, I'm getting random calls with no one of the other line, and I'm stuck with an ass that claims to of known said best friend. Did I mention I'm getting stalked? Fuck, I wish you were just here to help me!" I slammed my fist onto the wet grass as the tears flowed down.