The grey skies of Brighton reflected his mood. Light drizzle from the dark clouds made the air a bit chilly, but that wasn't his concern. His concern was on the grave in front of him. Carefully, he placed the lilies in front of the headstone. "It's been a whole year without you." He spoke softly.
(Y/n) Kjellberg
Loving twin
Caring friend
Beautiful Girlfriend
Missed by all
And taken too soon
1989-2018
Felix looked down with tears in his eyes. "Marzia misses her best friend. Jack misses his girlfriend. I miss my twin sister. Nothing has been the same." Her death had been especially hard on Felix. She was his closest family, and they were always together. Still, nobody had really healed yet. "They caught that... bastard who did this to you." He stood over the grave, fist clenching and tears flowing down his cheeks. Anger and grief was a bad concoction that was coming to him in waves.
She was kidnapped, and held for ransom. The guy wanted a pull on two big YouTubers, and used her. He killed her when authorities got involved. The autopsy showed that she was suffocated. So horrible. He thought. Did she blame me? What was her last thought? Her last words? Was she scared? In pain? All these questions wracked in his brain would never be answered. Felix fell to his knees in front of the headstone, sobbing with his hands covering his face.
"It's not fair, (Y/n)!" He cried. "I'm not ready to say goodbye. I never will be. I love you too much. I wish I could see you again. I'm so sorry." Felix will never stop feeling guilty. He felt he was the reason she was kidnapped. He was guilty because the night she went missing she was at his house. He told her to go home because he wanted to go to sleep. He feels selfish. Selfish and guilty.
'I'm pretty tired. Mind heading home?' She lays out on the couch. 'Nah, I think I'll stay here.' She smirks. 'Get outta my house, ya dork.' She stands. 'Alright. Jack is probably worried anyways. Love ya!' She hugged him and left.
It made Felix feels worse that he never said it back. He stayed there fo awhile, crying over the grave of his dead sister. "I'm not ready."