Chapter Two - Alone

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*Maria's POV, ride home from the cemetery*

I quietly stared out the window; watching as the dead trees and bushes whip past us in a depressing dull gray blur 'Fall just started and there isn't even any colorful leaves on the ground' although fall had quite literally just started, the only evidence of that was the bare trees with already shriveled up brown leaves littered in everyones yard.

The scenery was depressing but fitting for today.

'It looks like it might even rain'

Today...didn't feel real, it felt like I was trapped in a never ending nightmare 'That has to be it right? Just a nightmare' my heart ached for Dad and I was deeply upset that I didn't get to talk to Grandma.

I sighed, making the window fog up and couldn't resist the urge to draw a frowning face in the glass but just as I finished the frown, I could see Mom looking at me from the corner of her eye with irritation and she made her feelings clear when she huffed, "Don't draw on the window" her voice was tired but stern, leaving no room for 'back talk' so I took the warning as my shoulders slumped and my hand fell on my lap limply.

'Daddy always let me draw on the window'

After a few quiet minutes, I slowly glanced over at Mom, reluctant to ask her something that had bothered me ever since we left the dreaded cemetery and I anxiously fiddled with my fingers as I worked up the courage to voice my question, "Is Grandma still going to come over?" My voice was so quiet that I was surprised that she even heard me.

And I almost wished that she hadn't.

Her eyes immediately narrowed and her hands tightened their grip on the steering wheel, "No, she's not visiting anymore" she said with a stern tone that was on the verge of anger and it screamed 'don't ask again.'

I was smart enough to take the hint.

I looked down at my lap with a frown and slumped in my seat 'This isn't fair' when I turned my attention back to the window, I saw my frowning reflection staring back at me.

'So I've lost both my Dad and Grandma'

Left with nothing to do but sulk, I picked at the loose strings on my pants; trying to ignore the painful ache in my heart and the tears that were quickly building up.

I wanted so badly to talk about it, to reminisce and have an outlet for my emotions but I knew that Mom would shut me down in a heartbeat so I didn't speak nor look at her for the rest of the ride home, I still didn't think it was fair that she didn't allow Grandma to come over anymore 'What did Grandma do?' I pouted as I let my head rest on the cold window.

As soon as she parked the car and unlocked the front door, I immediately ran to my room; barely avoiding slamming my door shut as I headed straight for my bed and leaped on it and it was only when I didn't hear her follow me that I finally let the tears fall.

'I miss Daddy'

Wreaked with grief, I curled up and brought my hand up on my mouth to try and stop any sobs from leaving while my other hand clenched my blanket in a tight grip, I could feel that my face was already completely drenched with tears that leaked from my eyes almost like a faucet.

'I want my Daddy and Grandma'

It felt like I had laid there for hours which in reality was probably only thirty minutes 'Why did this happen?' I sniffled and buried my face in my pillows and blankets.

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