Gwen did a lot of things, made a lot of mistakes, crossed paths with a lot of people. And, she did those people very dirty. This makes those people want revenge. And one of them is a man named Jeremy.
His anger and hatred is so much, he decides to t...
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👼 MY ANGEL 👼
I watched their backs as they walked away from me. My eyes covered in the tears and my breathing uneven.
I tried to register what they said to me. Did they mean... Did they truly mean.. My sister... My sister is gone?
No no.. No it can't be!
I ran inside the operating theatre. I shut the door behind me and locked it.
My chest was heavy, my entire body trembling, my eyes closed, as I turned around slowly to face what will be infront of me.
My eyes didn't want to look, I didn't want to see what will be there.
I opened them slowly as tears rolled down my face. Gwen was still on the operating table. Just, laying there.
I walked towards her slowly my eyes fixed on her. I felt my footsteps getting heavier and heavier as I approached her.
Finally, I got to the operating table.
My eyes stared at my sister. Her face was very pale. Her body very still. She was not moving. She was not breathing.
With trembling hands i touched her neck, no pulse. Of course no pulse, she didn't have a heart beat.
Gwen was right infront of me, but it felt like we were separated by a neverending stretch of mountains and seas.
She was gone!
My sister was gone!
But why did she look like she was just asleep? Why did it look like if I called her, she would open her eyes and wake up?
"Gwen.... " I called out her name softly. My voice was trembling.
My stupid heart was holding on to the thought that this beautiful girl would open her eyes and wake up.
I remained quiet holding on to my pendant in my chest waiting for her to respond to me. But of course, she didn't. And she never will. Not anymore.
I let go of my pendant and then held her face with both hands that were trembling hard. I held her cheeks softly, but that didn't stop me from feeling how cold they were.
The coldness that travelled from my palms and into mny heart. I couldn't control myself, I couldn't anymore. I held her shoulder and pulled her up placing her head on my chest. I then squeezed her tightly.
While caressing her cheek, the first tear coming after that dropped on her face. I rubbed her cheek gently for little while before squeezing her again with both hands. And then, I sang to her our favorite song. The lyrics to it being written on both our ribs..
"I just wanna live in this moment forever, cause I'm afraid that living couldn't get any better..."
"I started giving up on love forever, until you gave up heaven so we could be together..."
And when I sang this last part, my heart was filled with immense, inexpressible pain. Something I have never felt before. Never in my life.
"My angel, angel baby angel, you're my angel baby, baby you're angel! Angel baby!..."
By the time I finished the song, I had already burst into tears. Her face was soaked with each of them.
I don't know why, but I was wishing that my tears, or my voice would bring her back to life. Back to me.
And the person in his arms was not a dead person.
But, as time passed by, it was crystal clear, it was.
And in that time, I felt like something inside me was broken. And, it could never be mended again.
