1. Saying goodbye

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Y/n

The sky was gray and rain had started to pour. It wasn't heavy not yet at least. My tears would still be seen as for my puffy eyes. Nothing had seemed to matter these passed few days.
My mother laid in a casket ready to be dropped into the ground. Something I hadn't thought I would experience so early in my life. She wasn't supposed to go yet, it wasn't fair to me. Why had she left me here alone?

Surely she knew I couldn't live without her, I wanted no I needed to hug her. I needed her to tell me everything was going to be alright. I wanted her to kiss my forehead and comfort me, my mother had always been good with calming me down.

Tears ran down my face but I didn't make a sound. I stared at her casket, my heart pounding, hands trembling. I couldn't move or say anything. My mind was filled with images of her, her smile and scent.
She had been the only woman I ever looked up to, I could only wish to be half he woman she was one day.

But everyone walked up and placed their rose on the top of her casket after saying their final goodbyes. A pair of hands led me up to do the same. I could hear the cries and sobbing around me but it was like they were toned out.

Her face was as clear as daylight. Her smile bright.

"It's ok Y/n. Go ahead take your time." Grandma had stroked my hair before she took a step back.

Her too has been crying uncontrollably.

More tears pooled in my eyes and as they fell onto her final resting place. I spoke softly.

"I'm sorry for not being the best daughter I could be, I'm sorry for not being there that night. I love you with everything in me. Rest mama, wait for me to come home to you."

That's when the sobbing began. I let go of the rose and watched it as it fell upon the others. Oh how my heart ached, this hurting in my chest was something I've never felt before.

My best friend had been ripped from me, my only importance. Mama had been ripped from me..

Grandma held onto me as I cried out loud letting everything out. My knees grew weak and I wanted to fall to the ground and scream. But I turned away and buried my face in grandmas arm.

It was the worst pain I had ever experienced. It left it's mark on me forever and there wouldn't be a day I'd wouldn't think of her.
The memories of the night would continue to haunt me for as long as I lived. I knew it.

I laughed in the cold night saying my fell wells to the few friends I had hung out with in the night. They were giggling uncontrollably being a bit intoxicated.

I shook my head at their silliness walking away from them. My walk home was a bit blurry but It felt long. Even the walk up to my door, it felt like forever. And I was having a dreadful feeling.

What was to await for me? Surely mother would be very mad at me. She hated that I drank. Said it reminded her of her abusive father.
My grandfather that passed away when I was only 12.

I remembered him quite clearly he wasn't like that with me so it had always been hard to believe.
But I did try to not drink like that as mama didn't like it. Besides mother knows best.

Though, I didn't recognize the broken door nob as my vision was a bit hazy. When I stepped into my home everything was messy. It had looked like a tornado came in and destroyed everything in its path.

When I called out for her she didn't call back. My half drunken self had sobered up in a heartbeat. I was on full alert.
When I did find her, she was in a blood of her own blood a knife in her chest. Her eyes wide open.

I screamed so loud it woke the neighbors, I freaked out. A complete mess as I slid to my knees and hugged her to my chest. Pleading and praying she could still be alive or that this was a nightmare.
Everything was blurry from there and when the morning came.
I was in my grandmas house were my younger cousin and her lived. I soon realized.

It was reality... the realest thing ever. And I was fucking broken into pieces...

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Hi beans ! How was the first chapter? I hope it was ok. There might be some slow updates so my apologies. Till next time!

~Daddy ;)

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