Elastic Heart

Part 1 :A Tragedy is Born

Reader's P.O.V :
You are 16 years old at this time your mother died giving birth to you also sadly she didn't even get to look at your face and you never met her but, everyone there in Romania knew who she was for the most part They said she was the goddess of love and war known for Winning her battle against Satan. In the Middle of the town cemetery of Judgement Hall there is a Glass Remembrance Statue of her and as far as you could tell she was one of the most beautiful women who ever lived in History. Alice Angel was her name ( yes this is based on Bendy and the ink machine ) and it was known galaxy wide thanks to the goddess of the Solar System White Diamond. ( yes that character is based on Steven Universe ) The statue presents itself as her in a Valkyrie battle uniform with no helmet but a huge flaming scythe and a angelic crown with her other hand holding Satan's head, glowing in God's sunlight on a cliff top. You come to the cemetery once in a while to see the glass woman who you dearly wish could come back but as your prayers were said so silently that you didn't even notice the puddle of tears on the clear glowing glass nor the time or the staff on graveyard shift until he came up to you with a sincere smile and a open hand holding out to you saying " I hope you believe me when I say that I understand the pain within you Y/N. " To be honest you felt a bit angry in mind thinking " How would you know huh?! " but, instead understanding that he was trying to be helpful and friendly you put your guard down and said thanks and took the sympathetic hand in front of you also because he was your high school crush so you didn't want him to see you crying. " I'm Alex by the way. " nice to meet you Y/N. How do you know my name? Oh sorry um it's just that you to the same school as me that's all. I know that but I meant did someone tell you my name? You asked "Oh no I just see you hanging out with Max all the time at school. " Alex replied " Max is your best friend since childhood. Okay one more question why are you being so kind to me like why me out of all people ? " Well if I see anyone who looks like they have family probs I figure hey I have family probs too you know your not alone. " So your assuming that I have family probs? " No not like that (sighs in embarrassment) how do I say this you look like me whenever I think about my dad you know. " Max told you. " Okay. " unsure how to respond to a sentence like that. " I'm sorry did I make things awkward? " No n-no you're okay!. " You told him to calm him  plus you wanted him to stay. " Oh yeah what are you doing here? " You asked curiously. I work the graveyard shift for a part time job, just for the winter though. Oh then how come I don't see you whenever I'm here? Because usually I don't come to this part of the cemetery. Why? Well they say that at this part of the cemetery you could sense a enormously dark presence here. Well I have been here every day of my life since I was five years old and I never sensed anything dark. Hmm it could be just a old myth of a fairytale. Maybe. Just then you hear a grouchy masculine voice call your name Y/N Oh Y/N ! Yes over here who are you? You asked and as soon as you did the bushes start to tremble and shake you back away with caution and out came a police officer. Y/N Oh Y/N thank God I found you it's your Father come hurry you run as your trying to hold back tears, you hear Alex behind you wait I'll come with you too! As you rush out the cemetery into the city you see no one at their own house but at yours for your Father is a great friend of the town's you walk towards the crowd to see a bunch of teary eyes and sympathetic looks you finally got to the front of the crowd, a police officer stops you I'm sorry miss but you cannot enter the crime scene unless you are a family member! You got irritated and screamed Let Me In I'm His Daughter! Letting your tears trickle down your beautiful face, he politely moved out the way understandingly but he stops Alex from entering you ran and opened the door to see the most wonderful dad lying on the ground without a heart beat and his chest was ripped/clawed open blood as red as wine puddled on the floor with your heart shattered your knees gave up on you and drop to the floor. With your body shaking from the shock of it all happening at once you scream with your painfully aching soul, you screamed and screamed and screamed as if he would come back to life if you did; you hugged him tightly crying into his neck wondering what did he do to deserve this damnation upon your life, and why was he the one to die out of all people and why it couldn't have at least been a normal death like dying of old age or something else where You both could at least said your goodbyes. As you stay holding him still, as you sit in a huge puddle of blood and tears blood as red as wine that wasn't yours you stay grieving.