Family Bonds -STORY UNDER REVISION!

A Lonely Queen

On a chilly spring day, twenty year-old Susan Pevensie sat staring out the window of her room into the grey skies which seemed as if they understood her mood completely. It was no wonder her shining blue eyes were unusually dull and her chestnut, waist length hair hung limp and lifeless. You see, for exactly one year to the date, Susan has been family-less. A train accident had taken her parents and three siblings from her, with no chance to say goodbye. But they weren't the only ones this girl had lost. All of those she considered friends were killed as well, such a Jill and Eustace and the dear old professor who had taken them in as children.

Susan sighed, angry at the world. She figured that if she had been with them, maybe she wouldn't have to be feeling this grief. Maybe...she could be with them.

Susan had tried to move on. She sold the home they had lived in, and instead rented from a kindly old lady named Sara. She had changed her look, became the Susan she was before all the concerned her was lipstick and invites. She had tried dating, and was in a relationship with a man named Philip. That had gone well and she was quite happy in the relationship, until she had found out he was cheating on her. 

But still, like clockwork, he showed up everyday between two and three in the afternoon, no matter what she told him to get him to stop.

When it had nearly reached three, Susan thought that for maybe one day the annoying man would let her be. But no. He could not even let her grieve in peace. 

"Susan! You have a visitor," Sara called up to her room. The elderly woman's voice rang out through the complex, meaning most everyone could hear this.

"Coming!" Susan replied, annoyed not at Sara but at Phillip. Finding out he was cheating on her caused her a lot of pain, and each time he showed up reminded her of that.

As Susan passed other tenets in the hallway, she couldn't help but notice the looks of pity upon their faces. And for a harsh, bitter moment, she was reminded of the significance of the day, a thing which she had forgotten when thinking of Philip.

"What now Philip?" Susan sighed as she shot a harsh look toward the  young man as she met him in the entryway.

" I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I mean, you know... the anniversary and stuff. It's been a whole year." Philip said awkwardly, fidgeting with his hands and running them through his sandy blond hair. At one point in her life, say six months ago when she met him, she may have found that adorable. Now, she knew it as a tell of when he really didn't want to be by her, or when he was lying. 

"I know it's been a year, Philip. You don't have to remind me!" She snipped, trying hard not to lose her temper. He was, after all, trying to do something nice, as ill advised as it was. "Why don't you just go? If I need you, I'll head over to your flat."

"Fine then, if you want me to go I will. Just...- Bye," with that abruptly said, Philip left.

Susan scurried up to her third story room and sat down at the window seat overlooking the streets of London. She sighed, grabbing a pencil and starting a sketch of the building across the street to take her mind off of things. Yet, her mind drifted to those last hours she had been with her family. Susan started to cry as she thought of the last thing she had said to Lucy.

"Grow up! Narnia is a childish game. You are sixteen, Lucy. Stop being a baby."

Just thinking of the look on her sister's face made her feel guilty, an awful feeling of overwhelming sadness coming over her. As she gazed out the window, she wondered, for only a fraction of a second, about taking a leap from this height. Would it be enough to end this torture?

She shook her head to clear these intrusive thoughts. She told herself she never would have done that, that it was only a thought that plagued as many other had these past months. Yet her eyes glanced back to the lock on the window one too many times for her to be sure of her own mind.