"Ruby?" I tried to call but instead choked painfully as my lungs burned,forcing tears out of my eyes. My body lay resigned on her grave,shaking as I wept heartbrokenly for my friend and sister. Her face flushed in my mind,her voice telling me that it was all going to be okaybut when I tried to respond,I failed miserably. Somebody lay a hand on my shoulder as I curled there in a ball,now full-on I to an anxiety attack.

"Morgan... Morgan it's alright... Just calm down," my teary eyes opened to Curly's own devastated one and I crushed into her embrace, almost wailing like a woman in labour.

"She-"

"Never mind it,just breathe. I'm right here." My chest constricts hard and for a moment there I feel myself giving in to the hurt.

"You got this Jasmine. I need you to breathe,through your mouth. Come on," a deeper voice says as something is pushed into my mouth. I put all my concentration on using the inhaler and calm down a bit.

Evie's cries wake me up at some point in the night. Not that I'd been doing a great job at sleeping anyway. She clutches to her mom's anklet,sobbing and calling out to her. Her face is covered in sweat,the look on her face pained and traumatized. Curly is already by her side murmuring anything comforting she can think of. 'Take good care of our baby,' had been her last wish as her body burned down. It must have been so painful. And I couldn't do anything to help her,aside from listening to her agonized screams and trying to call for help. I had to try as much as humanly possible to put my grief aside and save the kid from drowning in trauma. It was the least I could do for her after the many fights she'd fought for me since we survived that dreadful explosion all those years back.

"C'mere,love," I open my arms and she crawls into them,bringing along her ragdoll. "Hush now,it's alright. I'm right here for you...mummy's watching over all of us now." I rocked her back and forth,humming Ruby's lullaby as fresh tears glistened my cheeks and Curly rubbed my back soothingly. That's how most of our nights were spent now;sobbing ourselves to sleep and trying to learn how to live with the pain because we had no other choice. It was going to take some getting used to,but we'd pull through,the two of us together. I could not remember almost half of the things in my entire life,but the fact that Ruby was no more was etched deep into my head.
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