Tak ing this one to the grave
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Chapter 2 Part 1
My family read their speeches, I read mine as well but it just felt so...wrong.
We put pictures, roses, and some letters into the coffin until it shut and
lowered into the ground. This was all my fault. If I hadn't took those shots
this never would've happened, I wouldn't be standing over Bella's grave
knowing I did it.
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My family and I got back into the limo to go home. I watched my mom's tears
rush from her eye's dripping down to her leg.
"Mom, Are you okay?" I asked.
"Melanie, would you quit asking that, I'm fine. Leave me be." She snapped.
I put my head down. This is the worst thing that could ever happen.
Why did I have to do this to my family. We got home to our victorian
home. We stepped out. I ran into the house and flailed open the door,
bolted up to my room, locked my door, and leaned against it and
sobbed. I was hyperventalating. I needed to tell someone.
No matter who it was I needed to tell someone. I can't hold
all this guilt. But I couldn't tell someone. I'd just be shipped off
to jail. I couldn't be locked up. I just couldn't.
To be continued.
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Sorry this is short its part 1.