We stayed for a few more hours in the hospital. I did not separate myself for a second from Dary. She woke up and burst into tears:
-I want to get out of here.
Her mother helped her get up. Within minutes, we were out of the hospital. We took a taxi and they came home, and I went away from home. I needed air. Tomorrow was Tomas' funeral, as was Mark's. I went to the park. I saw a tree and climbed as high as possible. I fell in thought. What would happen from now on? Will Dari overcome Thomas's loss? Would I ever learn what had happened in that house? Again my damn questions ...
I got off the tree and started home. I came home and my mother had not even noticed my lack. But I would have wondered if it was ...
Anyway, I had so many problems that if she had begun to drink on my head I would have disconnected. I closed in my room, took the phone, and began to read the messages we had written with Dary. I did not want tomorrow to come ...
But here it is. I took out black jeans from my wardrobe, put on a black T-shirt and put on my black glasses, and I tied my hair and went out. I wanted to go as slow as possible, but unfortunately I did not.
When I went to the cemetery there were a lot of people there. I looked around for Dary. It did not take long to see her. I figured I would not bother her and stay in my place. The funeral began. All the time my eyes were fixed to the ground. But when I decided to look at Dary, I was surprised ... She was not there. I went to her mother and asked her:
Where is Dary?
-Cristina does not stand it. He said he was coming back. Please talk to her and help her recover.
"Do not worry," I said, and walked away. I had known Dary for quite some time, and I knew he would not be home. I was sure where she had gone, so I went straight away.
As I guessed. It was our place. Where I recognized her feelings.
"Sometimes loneliness is not the best solution." I said.
She turned:
-How did you find me?
- I knew you were here.
I approached her.
-Kris, I'm sorry ... I'm sorry for what I told you in the hospital.
- Do not, I understand you.
Why Chris, why everyone I love abandons me.
"I will not abandon you, never. Even if you chase me, even if you do not want to see me, I'll still be with you.
-Thank you. I love you, she said, and hugged me.
In the last few days, we have experienced so much that I forgot the feeling of having it again in my arms. I felt he wanted to cry.
"What is it?" I asked, looking at her in the eye. It must have been the most stupid question I could ask after the recent events.
-Kris, I really love you and I never want to lose you.
-You'll never lose me.
I approached to kiss her, but just as our lips touched, she pulled back. Again, he did it again ... But why?
"Kris, you need to know something else ...." She stared at me in the eye, and I saw in her anxiety. "Mark tried to ...
I did not let her go. Instead, I hugged her hard:
-Everything is over. He can no longer hurt you.
"If it was not for you and Thomas, I do not know how he would finish it all," he said in tears.
-Don't cry. Well, if Thomas sees you now? She'll decide that I've cried you. Do not please, I promised him that I would take care of you and that I would never allow you to suffer.
Will I get used to living without him? Will I accept that I will not see him again? He, he was like my brother, Chris ... Like a brother! "She said, sobbing.
I admit that for a moment, through my mind, I told her that she would get used to the thought that Thomas was no longer among us, but instead I said,
-I know it hurts you. He was a wonderful man. I do not want to lie to you. You will never accept that he is no longer among us, you will just learn to live with his lack. The only thing you can do is to keep the memory of it in your heart.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out one sheet.
*Few hours ago...
Just before I realized that Dary had left the funeral, Thomas's uncle approached me and handed me a sheet folded at four:
- I read this in his diary. It's for you with Dary.
I took the leaves and put it in my pocket ...
"Yes, that's for you." I said, and I handed her the leaves.
-But what is this?
-I do not know. Thomas left it to us.
She picked it up and opened it. Inside he wrote:
"Dear diary,
For my friends, I'm ready for everything.
Otherwise - Die for You
I would break, I would burn, I would suffer
There's nothing I would not do, do for you
I would lie, I would steal, for no other
You make me feel so alive
So alive I'd die for you.
I do not really know why I wrote that. Otherwise - Die For You is my favorite song. I just suddenly decided I had to write it. I WANT MY FRIENDS TO KNOW THAT I LOVE IT STRONG MULTI-MOVIE "
Donate cried, I too. Hell, he seemed to know what would happen.
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