Staring At The Clouds

Epilogue

Chyna's POV

🎵Ed Sheran- Perfect🎵

After three years of searching I found where my mother and a very sweet girl was burried. Ironically they were buried in the cemetery my dad resided in but not very close to each other.

Now if I honest they all died in current time frame. Somehow I blamed myself for their death.

I jerked a sob as I placed the first set of flowers down. A small hand fell on my shoulder, my tears falling on the headstone that was laced in dust.

"We could have saved her" I sobbed as I closed my eyes. Kaylee's death was as a result of my demon.

A demon I could not control.

"Chyna" Mara called on a gentle voice.

I came here looking for you she simply got in my way" he replied equivalently bitter, Mara crying out in pain the moment her hair was pulled.

She cried, her eyes now fixed on me.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for being the worst friend ever and now I have official rumors your life" she cried and I was tempted to go and hug my best friend.

Kaylee tagged on my collar.

"Mara I already forgave you...I told you never to come looking for me!" I cried and by this time I knew my eyes were swollen.

"Come with me back to your mother and this will all be over" the asshole dared to say and I showed my teeth in a distasteful manner.

"Go to hell!" I yelled and Kaylee kept screaming that she was going to call the police. He removed a gun and that gun pointed at my best friend's temple while Kaylee gasped with a phone in her hands.

"You have One minute or things will get rather messy!" He yelled and I acted on impulse.

I rand towards him and a shot sounded but I was on his back in perfection, mara now flat on dirt and stones.

Metal greeted flesh and blood saturate my hand, my tears saturating my face. His gun fell the moment he fell to his knees and I carried on.

I peirced his body in every single part vissible to me until he was no longer bleeding. My eyes then fell on my best friend who gazed up at me and it was then I realized I truly had blood on my hands.

Pete's sake what have I done?

Mara and I came back to our senses when we no longer heard a word from Kaylee. We both rushed to her aid immediately.

"Kaylee?" I called as I placed her on my lap, Mara checking her pulse.

"She's dead!" She gasped as she covered her mouth, my eyes going wide.

"No! No! No! That can't be true Kaylee!" I yelled and that's when sirens sounded in the distance.

If the cops found out I killed a man I would be in deep trouble. With wide eyes I shoved Kaylee away from me, my legs hardly gathering the strength to run but as soon as they did I ran as though I was in the middle of the apocalypse.

It was then I knew that I would never get anything in my life right.

Mara knelt next to me, her fingers caressing my hair only to place the loose strands behind my hair. I stared at her, my tears feeling sticky against my skin for some odd reason.

"The bastard that found pleasure in touching a fourteen year old girl is the reason Kaylee is not with us anymore. Not you, you have to stop blaming yourself for these things." Mara told me as my shoulder was given a light squeeze.

"Come on, we have two other persons to visit" she told me as she helped me to my feet, my pocket vibrating. My husband's name flashed accross the screen, the back of my hand drying my eyes.

I raised a finger so that Mara would know that I am on the phone. She smiled, our shoes collecting the dirt present in the cemetery.

"Chyna I have discouraging news" Kenton told me and my heart fell. He actually swore on this.

"Emile if I knew this I would have taken my car instead of Mara taking me here" I told Kenton.

I didn't want to come of bitter but I did feel some type of way about this. Now Mara was the middle price in this mess.

Her being my shoulder to cry on was already enough. I took a deep breath.

"The office stole my husband on my birthday" I stated and he took a deep breath.

"Little Asian you know its not like that" he told me firmly, my lips giving a small smile.

"Hey, I Mezuiki to keep me company, you are going to hear it from that six year old mister" I stated and at my statement he issued a throaty chuckle.

"Girl power I see" he stated and rolled my eyes.

"Get back to filing Kenton" I teased.

"I love you" he told me and I smiled.

"I love you too. Bye" I stated only to return the phone to my pocket. I was standing before my mother's grave, my eyes moist once again.

Regardless of what she was she was my mother. She was the woman who brought me into this world.

Regardless of what she was her passing broke my heart.

"I forgive you" I stated and while the words were kind I wish I could have said them in person. I placed red roses onto her grave, Mara hugging me slightly.

"I'm proud of you" she told me as we were walking once again. I half smiled, our stop being made before another grave.

"Daddy, I miss you" I sobbed while saying this, the white roses being placed down gently.

"I wish you had a change to watch me become a woman" I continued, a sad laugh following.

"You've got a grand daughter now, I know how much you would enjoying messing up her hair the way you did mine. I will always love your ponytails daddy..."

"...I miss you so much, you would have been so happy walking down the aisle. You would be so proud to give your little girl away" when Mara hugged me I knew she saw that this was breaking me.

*****

"Well at least we can watch a movie together" Mara stated as we pulled up into the drive way.

"Mara this is my birthday, I should be having birthday sex" I told her, Mara chuckingling immediately.

"Wait a second, did Chyna Lyn say that?" She asked and I rolled my left eye.

"Damn I hate you" I hissed as I was the first to exit the car. Mara's laughter continued.

"Did they clone you?" She teased. I yawned, my shoes being removed the moment I entered. Mara removed her shoes as well, my spender fingers feeling for the light switch.

"Surprise!" And "Happy Birthday!" Was what greeted me loudly.

I almost fell on my ass.

A hand snaked around my waist, lips on my neck. I smiled, Paris shaking her tush ad she blew a birthday horn.

"You lying bastard" I hissed.

"Only for the right reasons" he told me as he turmrfme so that he could put his tongue in my mouth.

"Mom and dad that's nasty" came our daughter's voice and we broke the kiss laughing.

"Hit the music for my bitch!" Mara stated and I turned to look at her.

"The party hasn't even started and you are already intoxicated" I stated and Paris laughed.

"Thats not funny Eiffel" Mara hissed and Paris's smirk fell. Vincent was now the one laughing along with Zedd, Paris stepping on her lover's feet.

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