Tearful and sick,
Rose entered her cousins room.
She shut the door after herself,
And slid to the ground,
Tears spilling down her cheeks.
"She's gone." She muttered.
She was gone.
She was dead.
She had jumped into the ocean a few hours ago.
She was going to be buried in a few days.
Her little cousin took her life, no explanation.
No words were said.
During breakfast was the last time Rose had seen her.
A simple good morning was exchanged. That was it.
Curling her fists together,
Rose lifted her head,
And looked around Heaven's room.
There had to be an answer here somewhere.
Perhaps a letter.
A note.
Anything.
She looked through her closet,
Her dresser,
Her empty shoeboxes,
But there was nothing.
Angrily sighing, she sat on the bed.
But as she sat,
A crunching sound echoed in her ears.
Quickly, Rose lifted the bedsheets.
Papers were spread underneath.
One by one she sifted through them quickly.
Every letter was the same.
Every word was the same.
And then, she saw what she was looking for.
And she was not happy.
She was devastated.
She had seen the name before.
Brandon.
And rage filled her insides.
She dropped the papers carelessly.
She stormed out of her room.
She knew exactly where to find him.
YOU ARE READING
The Aftermath
Short Storywhen a witness confronts a bully, her life changes further. ** Attention!! This is a sequel!! If you're interested in this book; I suggest you read HAUNTING HEAVEN first in order to understand the characters.
