Illusion: Destiny Awaits (In Editing)

15 - Sabrina

What the cheese?!?! Christi is being very rude. Taking my cheese like that, and bringing Kase. It's not right! I am here, just trying to mourn my dog, and she has to bring all of this drama with her. And looking at her phone! Now that, that I will not stand for.

"Sabrina dear, food!" Cossette calls. I hurry outside to get some pasta and cheese. I see Christi sitting at the table, just helping herself like nothing ever happened. Well, I got news for you Christina. It did. It happened. Wow, groundbreaking news right? Wrong. It shouldn't be. She should be sorry that she did this, all of this. But right now, before I get my revenge, food.

I grab a paper plate, and fill it up with mostly pasta and some fruit as well. I love pasta and fruit. It is amazing. It is just so delicious. I plop myself down at the seat next to Jago, and try to focus on my food. Elbow noodle pasta with pesto, cheese, and tomatoes. Yum. And then, blueberries and grapes for my fruit. I much prefer pineapple, but this will do.

"So have we found a spot?" Uncle Lucas asks, referring to where we will bury my beloved pet.

"Yes, we have decided that we would like to bury him near the left ash tree," my mom informs everyone.

"Ah, a good choice, a good choice," Lucas sighs. Even though Kai was really our pet, everyone loved him, so everyone mourns him. But at that moment, I feel a surge of resentment. This was not their loss! It is mine, and mine alone! Maybe my family mourns him too, but Kai was my dog, and not theirs.

"You act like he was everyone's, that you knew him well, that you saw him everyday, waiting for you to come home! Well, that wasn't you. It was me! You don't have a right to mourn, when you barely knew him!" I shout, grief overtaking me. Everyone stops, and looks at me.

"Sabrina—" Dad tries to stop me, but I just race away to the grove of plum trees. I lean against the rough bark of the tree. I rest my head back, and start to cry. I feel the warm tears fall onto my face, and sobs rack my body. You never truly know how much you love someone, before their gone.

I gaze up through the leaves, and the sunlight illuminates them. I bask in the warmth of it, and relax despite myself. I think of what others around the world are going through, and I try to make myself believe that this is not as bad as it seems, but I can't. Because to me, it is one of the worst things that has happened to me. Second, is losing Christi. But that one is second, because she hasn't died, so I guess it wasn't as, I dunno, sad. To put it bluntly.

"Hey there kiddo," Uncle Lucas's voice says. I jump a few feet into the air. "That was quite a performance back there,"

I cross my arms and glower. It was not a 'performance', it was me trying to tell them that they have less a right to mourn!

"I know it's really hard for you," he says softly. I try to fight back tears. "He was, after all, your dog," he adds.

"Exactly. My dog. Not yours." I state.

"I know. I know! We didn't own him. Heck, we barely knew him! But we loved him, because he just wanted everyone to like him," he says. "Sometimes, you have to be in darkness to know the light."

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We don't have a body. But that's probably good, considering that nobody (hehe) would want to touch it. Including me actually. That's just kind of gross. So instead, we bury his favorite toy. It's fitting. Now he'll have something to play with.

I don't want to say anything. It's already kind of awkward because of my little, ah, outburst, but still.

The sun is setting now, so we troop out to the spot, and gaze wordlessly into the hole. It's small. Just big enough for the toy, but it'll do. My dress swishes in the wind. I bend over, and pick it up. It's a rubber squeaky toy, shaped like a dog balloon animal. It's green. I try not to get too sentimental, because I have his other toys still, but it's hard.