Chapter 1- The End

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I've always had a good relationship with my mum, we've always been really close and I never wanted to lose her. I never thought she would have to go, but things don't usually go to plan so I guess it was only a matter of time.
It was 3:00a.m on the morning of January 31st. I was woken up by what sounded like a scream, coming from the direction of my mum's room.
I got out of bed slowly and made my way to her room. The door was slightly open so I slipped inside. It was dark, but I could hear my mum moaning, she sounded as though she was in pain.
I ran over to her bed and turned on the lamp beside her. She was a horrible ghostly white and she was shaking uncontrollably.
"Mum what's happening, are you ok?" I asked in a worried tone. "Mum, talk to me".
Mum, still shaking said "I don't know what's wrong I just don't feel..."
That was last words my mum spoke and still to this day no body knows why she died so suddenly. There is something I do know about that day though and that is it was the worst day of my life and I'd never felt so much emotional pain before. I was officially an orphan, I was officially alone.
The day after that tragic day, I locked all my doors and windows, shut all the blinds and curtains and hid in the house all day, alone.
I fell asleep on the sofa after that and woke up screaming, all of this was just too much to handle, being alone was quite obviously lonely and being lonely was just damn depressing, the only thing I wanted right then was a friend, someone to talk to, someone to ease the pain.
As the days passed I began to start doing more around the house like tidying up (you can imagine the mess it had got in, in a week), doing the dishes (I thought it was never ending piles) and washing.
Doing these things were pass times, they were the only things left for me to do on a daily basis considering I used to have mum for company, it was hard.
***
It had been 3 weeks since my mum died and I had began the preparations for her funeral. I planned an amazing memorial for her, just the way I knew she'd like it (if she was still here).
For the funeral part I had:
Her favourite song playing on her entrance - How long will I love you - Ellie Goulding
A beautiful wreath of her favourite flowers - roses
And my speech
For the party I had:
Lights hanging from the ceiling to look like stars
Dark blue and white balloons on each table for a midnight effect decoration.
And a D.J playing only the best music for my mum.
I couldn't believe I had to do this at the age of 18 but I had no choice, there was nothing I could do about it and there was nothing I could say that would bring her back, the least she deserved was the best send off I could give her.
Nothing was going to make this any better, but I knew deep down that this would be the best way to help the pain. She was the best mum in the world and I wouldn't have changed her for anything and her funeral was my way of saying thanks and that I would never and still won't forget her.
A few days before the funeral I had to go and meet up with my Aunt Tiff and my little cousin Justin, who live in Australia. It was an hour and a half drive to the airport, where I was picking them up, they were waiting for me when I got there.
"Hello Kalyn" Aunt Tiff called, dumping her bags into my arms.
"Hi Aunt Tiff" I sighed as I threw her bags back into her arms.
Suddenly I felt someone jump on my back, I laughed and spun around.
"Hey Justin, how's my favourite cousin" I giggled.
"Hi Kalyn" he said as he jumped off my back "I've missed you".
"I missed you too little guy".
***
We arrived back at the house and I showed Auntie Tiff and Justin there rooms. Usually when Tiff comes over she stays in my mum's room but considering the circumstances I don't think it's very appropriate.
In the middle of the night I was woken by my covers being pulled. I open my tired eyes a little to see a little figure climb into bed with me, it's Justin.
"What are you doing Justin?". I asked.
"I couldn't sleep and I needed to see you" he replied.
I smiled and moved closer to the wall for him to be able to cuddle in with me. He's looks so adorable as he puts his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around me.
"What do you want me for?",I asked.
"Nothing really it's just that I don't want to be in my own".
"You can stay in here with me if you want". I offered
His eyes light up like a Christmas tree as he lay in my arms, it was only a matter of minutes before we were both asleep.

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