That's French, Love (FALEC)

★ [QUINZE]: Visiting Someone Special To Her

[QUINZE]: Visiting Someone Special To Her

"Sometimes you have to love people from a distance and give them the space and time to rest their minds right before you let them back into your life."

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april 30, monday, graveyard

[EVE]

The staff's face turned pale. "I'm sorry." I didn't answer her and took the flowers from the counter. My sadness was getting to the best of me and I had to rush to catch up to Alec and I's session.

I headed to the graveyard. The gates opening without any security. This graveyard was old, it lasted for about twenty years, I suppose.

I entered the gates, my heart was thumping loudly to my chest and I was already tearing up in the corners of my eyes. I headed straight to my father's graveyard and the tears just came coming out.

"Hi dad, it's been fun here. Always missing you by my side. When I am in sadness, despair or in need of any of support, you're always there. I am getting used to my new father. I am in terms to loving him like he was my own. But you know dad, I love you more. I want you to like. . relive and help me." I chuckled bitterly while continuing, "I have a demonic step sister that spreads nothing but lies. She has made my life a living hell. But that's okay. You told me to take one day at a time right? I will always remember that. I will hold you close to my heart. I will always remember you. Thank you for making a huge difference in my life. I love you dad."

After that, I poured my heart out. I was crying in my agony and pain. For people who didn't know on how losing a loved one felt, it felt like being stabbed by a million knives all at once.

In repeat, for eternity.

I give my father's gravestone a small smile. But soon, my smile turned into a frown. Slowly hurting me. A pang of pain on my chest kept me crying.

All the painful memories, the good ones. I was hurting mentally and physically. It was just too much for me to handle.

I once never thought that I would be visiting my father's grave every night because I had missed him dearly.

His only existence comforted me. But now that he passed away, I would never have someone beside my side besides Gold.

That time when I passed away, everything felt surreal. Everything was just moving too fast.

I was grieving for the loss of my father while my mother had found another man to love. Then my sister I had met, then a twist of events happened. I felt that she didn't really love dad and distanced myself, I isolated myself from the world because of my pain.

I was tired of feeling hurt. Feeling so. . weak.

My father was a sensitive topic. I'd never opened up about my feelings to anyone.

I was figured that no one would ever understand a hopeless girl like me.

I was crying of pain. My sobs were audible to the ears. I cried and almost hugged the soil that he was buried in. I can't deny on how much I've missed my father.

I don't know on how to deal with such grief.

"Dad, you don't know on how much I've missed you! I just wanted you to come back, but I knew that it was impossible!" I cried out.

Finally was able to express my surpressed sadness and grief. I smiled at the gravestone where my brother was buried.

Dad, I miss you dearly.

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[ALEC LOUISE]~

I'd just came from volleyball practice and I was sweating bullets. But I had to visit the graveyard to apologise agin.

The grief in my heart I figured will never subside. Since that everything was my fault I had deserved to suffer

I heard a series of loud sobs while entering, so I had cautiously entered the gates while peering through the small figure sitting carelessly on the dirty grass.

She was familiar, almost like I knew her. My eyes widened at what I had saw, yes, I did know her. S-She's that bluenette. She was hunched down on the gravestone and sobbing.

It hurted me to see that as I also experienced it.

Her tears streamed down her eyes continuosly and I just didn't want to turn away. Her voice was wretched, "Hi dad, it's been fun here. Always missing you by my side. When I am in sadness, despair or in need of any of support, you're always there. I am getting used to my new father. I am in terms to loving him like he was my own. But you know dad, I love you more. I want you to like. . relive and help me. I have a demonic step sister that spreads nothing but lies. She has made my life a living hell. But that's okay. You told me to take one day at a time right? I will always remember that. I will hold you close to my heart. I will always remember you. Thank you for making a huge difference in my life. I love you dad." Her statement was so. . genuine, so filled with hurt, with pain.

My heart pained for her. I understanded her. And felt that she would understand me too. I felt that I had developed a feeling of understanding for her.

Funneh quickly wiped her tears and muttered something that I barely heard, "I promised that I would never cry for you again, but I was wrong." She laughed bitterly and left the flowers: they were carnations.

Her figure slowly diminishing as I had seen.

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I had now seen Funneh in a different light. I ignored her b*tchy ways and just stared at her. That may seem weird but . . it's just a matter of curiousity.

From the outside, she seemed to be coping with the grief of her father. But from a chunk of what I've seen in the cemetary.

Her tears were endless, her sobs could be easily heard and her face displayed an emotion full of despair for the loss of her father.

Now I had deciphered the mysterious letter. It was a letter for her dad's passing. Her way of coping with grief was to write his father letters everyday to express on how she was holding up i life.

I am not a mind reader and I know I could be wrong. But this girl just keeps suprising me every damn time.

EDITED: APRIL 19, 2018