Nightmares and Fantasies | L.H | supernatural au

Ch. 38

Noreen's pov:

A week later:

I stand in front of my father's grave as I cry softly. I kneel on the dirt in front of it and outline his tombstone with the tip of my finger, I can't believe he's gone. To actually see the words, R.I.P Richard Oliver is unimaginable, I never thought I would see those words so young, but I thought the same for my mother. He is buried next to her, so I don't have to travel as far to visit them both. I lay flowers on his grave and I notice I am the first one to do so. I lay new flowers on my mother's then I press my fingers to my lips to kiss them then place them on both tombstones. I wish they were here, I wish we could create new memories but we can't and I'm here alone. I stay for a couple hours but then I decide I should head back. I don't know if I should think about it or block it out, neither one is great to do, but there needs to be something. Being here brings memories of being 13, this cemetery was like a second home to me. I was here every day for hours, writing in my journal, hoping to forget that my mother actually died. I stand up and stare at the ground as I wipe my tears. It's happening all over again, being alone and scared. No one to comfort me, no one who cares.

It hurts beyond measures, and I don't think I can handle this pain anymore. The pain of losing someone, and it hurts even more because my father did love me once and didn't admit that until he pulled the trigger. We had a relationship and to have seen it fall was the worst. To have him treat me the way he did after knowing he was a good man made me want to die. But there's nothing I can do now, I will have to live with that engraved in me.

I start walking back to Luke's house as my hands shake. My heartbeat beating slower than before and my breath slowly slipping out of my lungs. I tell myself to keep pushing, if I faint now, there is no one to help me. I stop walking for a moment, and I just burst into tears. What do I do now? What's the purpose if there's no one here for me...I try to wipe my tears but they continue to flow. I just need to take a deep breath and block everything out. At least if I don't think about it, then there's nothing to cry about. I make it back to Luke's house and I walk inside.

"Hello? I'm back," I call.

No one answers and I look in the living room then the dining room, still no one in sight. I go upstairs and notice Liz and Andrew aren't here, so I go into Luke's room. I see him sitting on his bed and he looks back at me. I sit next to him and slip my hand into his and squeeze it.

"I visited my parents today...I never thought they both would be gone before I even went to college, it's just hard to believe," I say.

Luke doesn't answer and I lay my head on his shoulder. He rubs my arm softly and I close my eyes as tears come down my face.

"It's hard, to see their tombstones next to each other, to have them both gone...God, I miss them,"

Luke doesn't say a word, and he doesn't stop rubbing my arm to even look at me.

"Are you even listening? You're supposed to comfort me for God's sake you're my boyfriend!" I shout as I stand up.

Luke stands up as well and this time he towers over me. He stares down at me with pitched black eyes and I feel a shiver go down my back. I start to back up towards the door but he grabs my arm harshly. I try to loosen his grip but it only gets tighter. My forearm turns red and terrible pain comes rushing through my body.

"Luke stop! You're hurting me!" I shout.

He gets closer until my chest is touching his and my breathing becomes heavy.

"I don't care anymore...this should've been done a long time ago," he hisses in a profound tone and his voice is raspy.

He puts his hands around my throat and starts adding pressure, I craw at his hands trying to pry them off my neck but his grip only gets tighter. I feel the air escaping my lungs and my neck becoming numb.