The Journey to Escaping Darkness (Book 1)

Chapter 4

"Are you alright Rave?" London asked me as we were leaving his grave. The funeral was in the church part of the castle. We buried Dermot in the cemetery in the back of the large landscape.

"I'm fine." I responded as I was fighting the tears. London knew the truth of my condition and words couldn't express the pain I felt. My face was blank.

Flashback

London and Jefferson rushed into my room slamming the door behind them. "What the fuck are you doing in my room Jefferson? Get the fuck out!"

"Your highness we're being attacked!" Jefferson shouted scared shitless which was quite entertaining.

I didn't take it seriously, I laughed saying "This isn't our first attack. Dermot will take care of it." London just looked at me with tears in her eyes. Jefferson looked worried and shaken up.

"What?" I asked completely confused and not understanding.

"Raven, Dermot was the first to be attacked." London said with her voice fading. There were tearing flowing down her face.

"But he's fine, right?" London's face lowered. Before I could stop it the tears came flooding down. "Your lieing!" I screamed over and over again in denial recking my room. I threw everything in sight. Jefferson and London put me up against the wall trying to detain me. I slid down the wall balling my eyes out. 'He's not dead' I told myself. He's superhuman. He's Dermot, he can't die. He can't leave me. He can't go like everyone else...

End of flashback

I couldn't except the fact of his departure. In my head he's still here, but in reality he's another person to leave me when I need them the most.

Fuck You Dermot...

I don't need you. I don't need anyone.

"I've got to get to work, but if you want I can stay with you." London offered in a sweet, gentle, and loving tone. As much as I wanted to accept the offer, my pride refused.

"No thank you, I've got things to do anyway." I answered thankfully not wanting to hurt her feelings. I couldn't let her see me completely destroyed like this even though she's seen me in worse conditions. It wasn't in my nature to let people see me venerable and weak because that's how I viewed venerability... showing weakness.

"I'm going to tell everyone to leave you alone. I'm going to cancel your schedule for today." She informed thoughtfully knowing that I wouldn't be able to be around these idiots today. On a normal day it was hard enough to be around them.

"London-" I was about to refuse knowing that the meetings would pile up. I was prideful and wanted to pretend as if nothing happened. That's how I coped, even though it wasn't really coping at all. It was more of a surviving mechanism. We do what we have to do to survive when it's our only option when happiness isn't.

"Raven, I think today you should be alone. Just for once listen to me." I nodded and I went up to my room not arguing with her.

I stared at a picture. My picture of Dermot. I grabbed it from it's place in the mantle and held it. My hand was shaking as my body erupted with emotions. My expression was blank. My emotions ran wild. Before I could stop it my dark side was let loose.

I threw the picture to the ground and stomped on it. "I hate you!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I fell to the ground sobbing and all the memories of him came rushing in.

"Dermot come on it's your day off what do you want to do?" I asked with a wide smile uncontrollably happy that I could get away from this place.

"We could go camping." he responded shrugging not putting much thought into it at all.

"Really? Camping? Yeah, no, lets do something more fun." I told him crossing my arms over my chest.

"Really, like what?"

"We could go fishing?"

"And camping." I raised my eyebrows at him. He was like me in way once he was dead set on something, there was no changing his stubborn mind.

Then London walked out joining in on our conversation, "Hey so what are we going to do on your day off?"

"Actually we just agreed on fishing and camping." Dermot said with a smirk. I shook my head, and didn't complain. It was his day off and whatever he wanted to do we would do.

"Alright then let's go!" London said with our bags packs. And with that we were off.

A part of me hates him and another part won't except that he's gone. I miss him like crazy.