When Ellie finds a strange man beaten up and bloody in an alleyway across the street from her apartment building, the rational thing to do would have been to call the police. But then again, Ellie Waters isn't a rational person.
She is pulled into a...
"We are here today to honor the fallen. To see them to their new home, Heaven. When such tragedy strikes, it's important to have each other. As we say goodbye on this stormy day..."
The priest's words fade away as I stare at the six caskets that lay before us.
Yes six.
Along with... him, five other people lost their lives. Everyone else was pretty wounded, but fine overall. Physically at least.
Someone bumps my shoulder and I look at Liam giving me a supportive glance. I finally talked to him this morning, but only out of desperation and blinding confusion. I wanted to call Alverich, but since his wife died, I didn't want to burden him any further.
As I stare at the black coffins, my insides twist and turn.
I'm still in shock over what happened this morning. My mind still can't seem to fully grasp the situation. All I know is that life is unfathomably cruel. My eyes can't help but to water as I think back on it.
4 hours ago
My alarm goes off and I calmly silence it , already awake. I haven't been able to sleep since... you know.
Today is the day of the mass funeral for my dead family and friends. Today is the day that I say goodbye to him forever.
As that thought rises, bile claws up my throat and I'm suddenly running to the bathroom.
Throwing up is never pleasant, but it sucks even more when the only nutrition you've had is a boiled egg and a smoothie. I wouldn't even have had that if it wasn't for the boys and Josie forcing food on me.
When I'm finished, I get up weakly and flush the toilet. Walking to the sink, I brush my teeth lazily as I stare at my reflection.
My brown eyes look dull, lifeless. My hair is in a tangled bun that's hanging down, and despite the fact that I haven't been eating, it looks like I've put on even more weight in these past two weeks.
Looking out the window, I glare at the clear and perfect sun that is shining through the windows. It looks so warm and inviting outside, and that seems wrong for such a terrible day.
I get ready without being fully aware. My body is just going through the motions like I'm on autopilot. Airplane mode. Before I know it, I'm dressed and ready to go.
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After... that day, I decided to completely destroy my wedding dress and I figured I'd buy a black one for the funeral since I'm a newlywed widow and all.
I wring my hands before leaving the bathroom. Apparently it's something I do now. I don't know why and I refuse to go to a therapist, so I guess I'll never know.
