Chapter 3

35 1 0
                                    

"Looks like your mother, Gray, and your father, Lucy, were in a car accident," he shifter his eyes between us as Lucy covered her mouth and I saw a horrified expression on her face. My brain refused to work then. Ur? In an accident? I was about to ask if they're ok, when the principal continued.

"I'm afraid they didn't make it," principals voice broke at the end as he said that and Lucy's eyes watered as sobs started to escape her covered mouth. I didn't believe it. I couldn't.

I just put my hand on Lucy's, the one she was clenching the chair with, and yelled out at Makarov.

"That's bullshit! Can't be! I talked to Ur this morning and she was fine. She's home making us dinner like usual. You don't know."

My voice fell from yelling to mumbles as Lucy squeezed my hand back and I looked into her watery eyes, sparks of hope in them.

"You're right. Dad's home, right?" with those words she stood up, gave me one last look and ran away.

"Lucy!" Makarov tried to stop her and talk to her some more but there was no stopping her now. I didn't hesitate. I ran after her, just one thought on my mind. I have to get home. See Ur happy and alive, hugging her and giving her the usual kiss on the cheek. I had to get out of here. Go see Ur.

I ran out of my car, almost kicking the front door of our house open.

"Ur?!" I yelled out my question as I walked inside. Nothing. I ran to kitchen to see it empty. I hurried to the living room. Yes, she's just watching TV. But when I got there, it was empty. I panicked. I ran upstairs checking all the rooms, but found nothing. My face was full of fake optimism as I ran downstairs and onto the terrace, but there was no one there.

"Ur!"

No answer.

The silence of the house was growing on me, everything suddenly felt dark and heavy. No. No. Don't panic, Gray. She's just stuck in traffic. I pulled out my mobile dialing her number, but it went to her voicemail. I ran my fingers through my hair. What are you thinking? She's driving, she can't answer you. I nodded to myself and paced in the living room. Suddenly I heard the door open and I practically flew to the hallway.

"Ur!"

There was Cana standing in the hall and she ran to me and hugged me tight, her body trembling.

"I'm so sorry Gray. I'm so sorry," she sobbed as she held onto me. My head fell down, my body limp; the house was filled just with Cana's sobs, nothing more. Nothing.

This night I couldn't sleep. I was sitting in the living room, doing nothing. Lights were off, room was lit by the moon that shone through the windows to the garden, and I waited. I still waited for Ur to open the door and apologize for being late. I stayed motionless on the couch, listening and hoping for some movement, but there was none. No one there except me. I waited and waited, but when first rays of sun broke through the trees of our backyard, I let a single tear run down my cheek clenching my teeth as I hid my face in the hair. She was gone.

I stepped out of the car, my face pale and tired. It was already late; I didn't plan on going to class. I walked through the halls of school and aimed to the principal's office. I knocked on the door waiting until I heard Makarov's voice allow me entrance and I pushed on the handle walking in. I saw surprise in his face as he saw me and Mira walked over me hugging me to her tightly. I pushed her away with a blank expression on my face.

"Gray," principal waved his hand to the chairs allowing me a seat. I sat down, my head hanging low.

"What should I do?" was the only thing on my mind. It was a simple question, but I couldn't figure it out. Mira behind me let out a quiet sob and went out of the office closing the door behind her. I felt bad for upsetting her. I was just limply sitting in the chair, my world crumbled to bits.

In the endWhere stories live. Discover now