She quietly closed her eyes once again tears rolling down from her cheeks to the silent ground. All her life, she has never thought that they'll both leave her at this age. She was too young to be left in the hands of no one but with the wicked world. The bottle in her hand was shaking but she couldn't let it fall, her tiny face feeling sad recalling the good moments she had heard with them.
' Daad! Am so....so....sorry. Am so sorry l couldn't help you and mom from that accident. Am sorry l wasn't there to protect you when you needed me most. But.... But I'll always keep your sweet words with me. With this three words, I'll never forget you ' NEVER GIVE UP'. And..... And about your company, l can't take over it. They'll all finished me like they did to you. I'll let it go and start my own life. I know it's disappointing to let go your success be taken by other people, but.... what can l do? It was ment to be, right papa! Haaahhhh! See ehhh, l have come with your favourite wine, mwaahhh, it taste sweet, have you missed it?' She continued blabbering forgetting that she was in a crowd of people. They were burying her family in a Sacred Cementry.
' Alin, shhhh! You're embarrassing yourself, and if your dad and mom could be here, they could be so furious with you.' someone spoke trying to raise her from the ground.'
' Alin, please try and compose yourself, this was no one's decision, you can't judge God,' another one tried to sound caring helping her to stand too but she was still glued on the ground struggling with them.
' Le...ave me! You! I..... Can't l talk to my family? Who are you, are you mourners or escorters? I supposed you should be mourning right now with me..... Don't dare push me....away...fro....m them. Mummmy! Mummy! See ehhh! They are dragging me away from you. Mummmy! She cried clenching tightly on her black gown but still holding the wine. She was already drunk so taking control of herself was hard.
As the priest leads the ceremony of her parent's burial, she kept on drinking and even forgetting that she was ruining her reputation. They strong soul in her was seen from afar that it has already weakened. Her hair had scattered all over her face, she looked like a resurrected witch with the black gown. The people who came to comfort her were afraid going closer to her, she was as scary as the dark witch.
' Go away..... You are a bunch of traitors. I don't wanna see your filthy.....filthy face, leave this place, now! If food is what you want then go and take it all. I don't want your stupid sympathies.' she blabbered again loudly now all people turning their attention towards her. She was already up but her legs were staggering from right to back unable to balance herself. It was as if she was dancing on a certain tune.
For what seemed like hours, the rain started falling as heavy thunderstorm hits the dusty ground in anger. Everyone started running away but she kept her spot with herself. She couldn't move nor tremble, her tiny body just laid on the wety ground sobbing silently. Some tried to wake her up but she drove them away. To the good living up there, they had already finished burying the family of Miss Alin. She laid her body between two tombstone as the names of her mother and father written on top of them.
The moment she opened her eyes, it was around nine. The sky was dark and she was the only one in the cement. She glanced around once more blinking continuously wondering. She was still drunk as she tries to support herself to stand. She picked up the unfinished wine in the bottle then kissed the tombs waving them goodbye walking away. Her eyes were so dizzy, seeing where she was going was hard for her eyes. She stumbled backwards and then Infront sipping little by little on her wine.
' I can't....Ahhhh! See ehhh! Am drunk but.... Where am l.... Am l in hell? She thought as the car halt right Infront of her.
' Skrrrrrrrrrr! The car hooted loudly making her to open her eyes widely.
' Whaaaat! Are you alive..... Or.... Would you please switch off that light you bunch of morons, it's disturbing my vision.' she shouted throwing the bottle that she was holding to the car making the front mirror to crack.'
' Am l talking to statues or.... Do you want me to eat you, riiiiight,' she said walking towards the car but again stopped.'
' Am l in heaven? Is that light for Jes.... Ooohh! sorry my manner. I mean Lord Jesus? Did you come for me. See ehhh! I can see you're not Him. Your His messenger. Go tell him am not available, you didn't come across to me, is that right. Go tell Jesus that am not ready to follow them, am too young to leave this earthly, l haven't left my generation like they did.'
She said hiding herself in woods but again wondered, why the angel wasn't talking to her. She peeked again but decided to go and check what that light was. As she struggled with her legs, the people in the car were trying so hard to start the engine but it wasn't working.
' We are dead! Ahhhh!...Aahhhh! And l told you not to pass this route but you didn't listen. Look now the black witch is coming towards us. Look where we are, in cementries for fuck sake.' Bean cried peeping his head towards the window.
' Would you shut up Bean. We gotta find away? Bailey retorted slapping his head.'
' It's too late broh. See how she's walking like a zombie. Am young to die ahhhhh, Ahhhhh, Ahhhhh, Ahhhh! She's the dark witch according to the stories that l have read. She's here to take us. Ohhhh! I can't imagine recalling that movie that we had watched yesterday night. The ' Wrong Turn' do you know it? I believe you've recalled it, l gause we took the wrong turn, now am gonna be cut into two, my ass will go that side and my pen....
' Shut up! Shut up or else l throw you out right this moment?' The moment Benzyl shouted, that's when the car engine woke up. Alin was almost approaching the car but Benny hit her as she fell on the ground driving away.