Tears flowed down my cheeks like rivers as I walked across the graveyard ,as the rain drenched me to the bone,I walked to the place I was looking for and fell to my knees in front of the tomb stone that read
IN LOVING MEMORY OF PRESTON NIELSON
BELOVED,SON AND BROTHER
1978-2003
GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
It was the first time in over five years that I was back here and crying ,I promised myself that I would not allow anyone to break me ever again but here I was again ,it felt like hours that I sat there as the rain poured like the tears I cried
I didn’t have to look behind me to know who was there since my heart began its marathon,I didn’t move nor did I acknowledge the person behind me ,Marshall came forward and sat in the spot next to me ,he was also soaking wet from the rain ,I didn’t know how else to acknowledge him and I wasn’t in the mood to sugar coat and avoid the topic so I asked “is it true?” my voice was bearly a whisper ,I could tell that marshall was confused with the way his tone sounded “is what true?”I felt a fresh lot of tears begin to fall I knew full well that I would have to respond and so I cleared my throat and began speaking “did carl pay you to make me fall for you so that carol could look innocent and that you would win the case?”I turned to face Marshall and my chocolate brown eyes locked with ochre ones ,I saw that he looked like
I just threw a curved ball at him but he shrugged his shoulders,he looked relieved and his sigh indicated this much “Natalie,you were fuming after the casse and stormed out ,I ran after you until you bumped into Carol,I knew she was going to try something like this because well she is crazy to say the least ,I was coming to you but your parents called to me and told me to look after you and they told me all the places you liked to go to calm down,I kept them busy since if they saw Carol they would have probably lossed it”he said and then looked at me and once again there was something in his eyes that made me feel warm and safe even tho8ugh I didn’t know what it was “im so sorry Marshall,I guess I just lost my shit ,but in the process I doubted you and just like that all my walls were built back up and relationships depend on trust and I trust you I really do but for some reason it sounded like the truth and I couldn’t take it” I waited for him to speak but he didn’t he pulled me close to him and I didn’t refuse,I mean I needed the comfort and quite frankly it was freezing so I needed the warmth
I glanced at the tombstone and my tears began again and I realised that Marshall was sitting in the graveyard with me without knowing what was going on ,so I dried my tears with my hand and began speaking since Prestons story deserved so much more than tears when it was told
“you are probably wondering why I ran to the graveyard ,well truth be told I haven’t exactly been since the last time carol broke me which was five years ago ,but today was something I just couldn’t handle it”I said as a tear slid down my cheek which Marshall wiped away with his thumb I looked into his eyes and placed my head on his shoulder and went on “well Preston was my elder brother ,he is two years older than me,and we are…I mean we were inseparable,we did everything together,anad then one faithful night on the 30th of November 2003,I was just fourteen years old …” tears began rowling down my cheeks as flashbacks came to me like the sun in the morning, “you dodnt have to continue if you don’t want to ,I know how hard this is to do so take all the time you need ,you don’t even have to tell me I understand”he pulled me closer and held me tight
I didn’t move and I knew that I would have to tell the story and Marshall needs to know so I pulled as much of me together as I could and continued “I was just fourteen years old and Preston was just sixteen at the time,he just got his drivers license that summer and mom and dad bought him a new car ,he was over the moon about it ,that night after mom and dad went to bed Preston came an dknocked on my bedroom door and told me to get dressed quickly and quietly then meet him downstairs ,I did as I was told little did I know that this was the moment I would remember and regret for the rest of my life,I slowly snuck downstairs to where Preston was waiting and we both climbed out of the living room window so that our parents wouldn’t hear us ,we got into the car and Preston finally told me that we were going for a drive together since my parents still wouldn’t let him drive without one of them in the car with him,at the time we both hated this idea since we thought they were being overprotective,we finally got out of the city and we were driving on the country side at a hell of a speed ,when I got a phone call from our parents asking where the hell we were because we aren’t home ,after a lot of silent arguing between aPreston and I ,we finally told them we went for a drive and left the city,dad of course was furious and asked Preston to come back immediately,and so reluctantly preston decided to take us back home that’s when all that we knew and loved ended,as he tried to break and turn around the car wouldn’t stop and we drove off a cliff ,our parents were on the phone the whole time and they heard the whole thing ,Preston was declared dead on impact and I had head trauma and fractured my skull ,I was in a coma for two whole weeks ,when I finally awoke I asked about Preston since my mother and father looked terrible ,and whwen they told me he was dead ,I spiralled downwards and ever since that day I vowed that whoever messed with the breaks would pay ,but a couple years lataer Tiara arrived and that was what pulled me out of the depression,I made a promise to Preston at this very spot that I would take care of Tiara and make sure she was safe ,and try to be atleast half the amazing elder sibling he was to me”that being said I let the sorrow take over and sobs racked through my body when I finally began to calm down Marshall began to speak and it took all of my will power to listen to him
