Dots -Short Story-

Epilogue

She died.

No

She didn't just die.

She was killed.

By her father.

HER FATHER!!!

How?

Just how!?!?

How can a father do that?!

I don't understand.

I will never understand.

How it's fair that the girl that saved me.

That streched out a small hesitant hand with a face full of aprehension.

-Aprehension I know she didn't know was oozing through her-

Died

Was killed.

And her FAT-

NO.

That bastard.

That thing.

Gets to live.

So what if he's in jail!

SHE WON'T FUCKING COME BACK!

He took her life away.

And that day.

That last day I had with her.

As she gazed at the sky with those pure, innocent, beautiful eyes of her.

And talked about herself.

For the first time.

For the last time.  

I didn't stop her.

As she told me she was going to leave that place.

To face a new chapter.

As I heard her happy laugh for the first time in the four years of knowing her -really knowing her-.

I didn't think.

Why didn't I think?

Why didn't I do anything?

Why did I believe it was enough to be there until she was ready to face it?

I had four years.

FOUR YEARS

To do something.

To help her...

Because come on.

It was obvious.

So painfully obvious.

That something was going on.

Maybe you wouldn't notice at the beginning.

No

You wouldn't ever notice on the short term.

But as I got to know her.

Although she didn't say anything.

Although she didn't even act on it.

It became clear.

That her house wasn't a great place.

But I didn't do anything.

Because even if she didn't laugh.

She smiled.

And frowned.

And got angry.

And cried.

With me.

For me.

I thought it coulnd't be too bad.

Because as amazingly smart as I thought I was.

I figured she couldn't hide something big so well.

Hide it so well that I wouldn't suspect it.

Nearly doubting the words that left her mouth that day.

That last day.

So I regret.

Not knowi-

Not realizing.

How that small delicate hand.

That reached out.

Wasn't a one way deal.

But it's over.

And there's nothing.

Not a thing.

I can do about it.

How can someone bring back the dead?

It's impossible to turn back time.

And she's gone.