Dark Storms (Crankgameplays x Reader)

Chapter 30: The Graveyard

     Ethan looked at the tombstones in front of him, the writing was dull now from all the water running over the writing. He looked to his brothers tomb and wiped a tear from his eye as he read the writing.

     Andrew Nestor - A Brave Man Who Will Be Missed By All

     "I'm sorry I couldn't do anythin'. And, I wish I could have done somethin' and maybe just maybe you would be here," Ethan's eyes glistened in setting sun with tears filling his eyes slowly.

     Penelope Nestor - Sweet and Caring Girl Who Saw Refugee in Her Older Brothers

     "I know, I broke my promises. All of them. I promise, I PROMISE I will make this right and will see you soon. I will run to you like you always had done to me..." Ethan ran his fingers over the stone where his sisters name was placed. She was so young, she didn't deserve any of this neither does (Y/n).

     Annie Darling - Loving and Caring Mother, Friend To All

     "I'm sorry momma I tried, I-I tried. I didn't want any of this to happen and I know you must be ashamed of me for all of this but I am doin' this for you, I did this for you..." Ethan closed his eyes tightly trying  to picture his mothers face, but nothing came to mind only blackness. He tried to picture his brother and sisters, he couldn't remember their faces or their voices it is almost as if they just disappeared. Ethan reached his hands up and gripped his head tightly and yelled to the top of his lungs, he couldn't remember them.

     "WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER! WHY CAN'T I FUCKIN' REMEMBER YOU! I'm tryin'! I just- I JUST CAN'T FUCKIN' PICTURE YOU!" He screamed and fell to his knees resting his head in his hands as the tears poured down his oily face. A strong yet broken man, he was so strong for so long, but finally he broke and couldn't hold them back, he couldn't do it anymore since Jack died.

     "Ethan?" A females voice softly spoke from behind him, he wiped away his tears and calmed himself down enough to turn around to see his beloved (Y/n) standing there worriedly. He looked away from her disappointed that he allowed these tears to fall, disappointed that he showed this much weakness to her of all people. She rushed to his side and got down on her knees putting a arm around him lightly as he sniffled staring at the stones.

     "Sorry you had to see that..." Ethan whispered looking to his chest.

     "Ethan I'm just glad you let it out, you needed to after holdin' it all back for all these years you needed it. I knew at some point you would just let it all go at once, you are still the same person you didn't change because you cried." She gave him a warm smile and laid her head on his shoulder. "Why are you out here anyway?" She asked him.

     "I could ask you the same." Ethan glanced over to her making her raise her head from his shoulder, she lowered her head and bit her lip.

     "My mom is buried here, I wanted to see her just once before we left, obviously you were doin' the same with your family," she replied making Ethan nod in agreement. She was not wrong at all he wanted to see them and tell them everything he was feeling. He knew that no matter what they were there with him the whole way, he just had to apologize for the things he has done to them and others, he didn't want to tell them those words before, but he wanted to now. "Your mother would be proud of you..."

    "Yeah, proud of a murderer, (Y/n) she watched her innocent son turn into a cold blooded murderer."

    "No, I mean she is proud of what you have chosen now not for what you have chosen back then, you are a different person now remember? You ain't the same person anymore Ethan."

     "I'm just a dead man who thinks he's alive, I always thought I was normal, but now that I think about it I WAS normal back then," Ethan said lifting his right hand to show the new bandages he had gotten just a day ago from Signe. "But after what happened I died along with my family and became a dead man who still thinks he is alive. (Y/n) didn't know what to say about what he had said. She was clueless on what to say, the wind blew through her locks of hair as she looked to the graves. "I want to go back." She looked to Ethan with a confused look on her face.

     "What do you mean?" She questioned making him look at her with a blank look on his face.

   "I want to go back to my house..."