Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ 'Til Death We Will Part ❯ Prologue to Tradgedy ( Chapter 1 )

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`Till Death we will Part

Prologue

"Please mom, don't leave me and dad. I...we can't go on without you," cried a young 15 year-old girl. Her normally beautiful face was red from crying and marred with tears, her dark brown hair matted with sweat, and her startlingly ice-blue eyes were full of pain.

“Now Adelaide you know that's not true.” Whispered a pale and unusually thin woman lying in a hospital bed. “You and your father will go on and live happy lives. And one day you'll meet someone who loves you the way your father loves me.”

“No momma, I don't want to, I want you to be there with me always.”

“Darling I will always be with you no matter what, you wont be able to see me, and you wont be able to hear me, but you will know I am there watching over you.”

“That's not good enough.” Sniffled a distraught Adelaide.

“It rarely ever is, but when given no choice it's better than nothing.”

“Adelaide can you give your mother and I some time alone?” Asked a man who had been standing silently on the other side of the bed.

Adelaide looked at her father, then leaned over to kiss her mother before walking out of the room to give her parents the time alone they needed.

Five minutes later her father walked out of the room tears streaming down his face. He looked down at her, the pain in his eyes clear and she knew then her mother had died.

“This is your fault.” He hissed slapping her as hard as he possibly could. “If you hadn't insisted on going to see that stupid movie this wouldn't have happened.”

Adelaide held her cheek sobbing loudly knowing what he said wasn't completely true. It wasn't completely her fault; it was the drunk driver who sped around the corner to fast, running into her mother when they had tried to cross the street. But it was also partly her fault, she had been directly in the way of the car; her mother had pushed her out of the way and took the full impact. By the time the ambulance got her to the hospital, there was no hope left. Internal bleeding had caused her to hemorrhage and the only thing to do was say far well.

Adelaide didn't say anything for a while, at least until she realized something.

“I didn't get to say good-bye.”

“Shut up bitch, you're not worthy enough to say good bye to the woman you killed, the woman who brought you into this world.”

“But dad its not my fault.”

“Don't call me that, I am not your father any longer. Its your fault, its all your fault.” And with that he once again struck her, almost harder than the first time.

Adelaide slid down the wall to the cold, white floor with her father looking down at her in disgust. As soon as she was all the way down he walked off leaving her behind, not caring how she got home, hoping she would die along the way.

~*~ One year later ~*~

`I can be free now, if only for a short time.' Adelaide thought to herself as she left her high school's campus for the day.

Adelaide had changed a great deal since her mother's death a year ago today. She now wore black all the time for she would always be in mourning, and her hair was no longer its rich dark chocolate brown, but was died a deep raven color that went down to her knees. Her piercing blue eyes and lovely porcelain features became stoic showing no emotion at all. And that's the way she wanted it. Emotions were a weakness in her eyes, emotions allowed people to know how to hurt you in the most destructive of ways. No… she wouldn't allow it anymore, now people could only hurt her physically but never mentally. And physically was easier to deal with then mentally. Physical wounds heal, but mental wounds fester and never go away.

Soon Adelaide came to a stop. She looked to her left and there she saw broken stone steps leading up to a place where only few visited now a days. She continued to go there every day she could, to talk to her mother, telling her everything her father did to her. About the knifes and the beatings, and the way he talked to her now. No longer was the loving father she remembered from her childhood living at home with her, now there was a cold man who blamed her for his wife's death.

Sometimes she would meet her one and only friend there, so they could talk or just sit quietly near her mother's grave. Him silent with his arms around her, letting her try to forget everything, to give her some sort of peace. Today he wouldn't be there, today he had promised his other friends he would skate with them. Adelaide smiled sadly remembering when they were all friends, her, Allen, Justin, and Spenser. She even almost laughed remembering all the fun they used to have together. Then reality hit, and she remembered she pushed Justin and Spenser away, and even tried to get rid of Allen, just so she wouldn't get hurt anymore. And she succeeded with the first two. But Allen wasn't buying her charade, he had known her since 5th grade, he knew what she was doing. He saw past the indifferent attitude and realized all she wanted was for them to stick by her, and stick by her he did.

Adelaide started the long walk up the stairs to the graveyard hidden just beyond. She took the steps two at a time, knowing this could only be a quick visit, her father was surely waiting for her at home, with new toys to torture her with, or maybe even his old favorite ones, that caused the most damage. She stopped but a second, violently wrenching those thoughts from her head, before starting up the steps again. Once at the top she continued straight until she got to a fork in the path, she took the left fork and continued straight until it suddenly came to an end. There in front of her was the graveyard, with all of its heartbreakingly sad tombstones with the writing worn away from neglect and weather. The souls no one would be able to identify, or mourn, or even care about. She knew one day their families would regret not coming up here, but she didn't care, it was their family's fault after all and therefore it was their problem.

Adelaide looked around her and noticed the few tombstones that had fresh flowers, balloons, and pictures of the deceased or their families. And she also noticed that most of the ones that had the little trinkets were the ones that had yet to have grass cover them, in other words the new ones. Deciding to ignore how cruel humans were, she continued her little walk to where a small forest began, and just before that stood an angel with its palms facing towards the sky and its head tilted to the side, looking down with closed eyes and a small smile.

Adelaide slowly sank to her knees and looked up at the angel giving it the barest of smiles.

“Hello mother, how have you been?” Almost as soon as the words past her lips Adelaide looked down, trying her hardest to not shed any more tears. After she was once again in control of herself she started to bring her head up, when a flash caught her eye. Looking towards the feet of the angel which where standing on a stone block, Adelaide saw something she most certainly had not placed there. Next to the angel's feet a picture-frame had been placed. Scooting a little closer to it Adelaide saw that it was three people in the picture, but the glare from the sun prevented her from seeing any more. Curiosity winning her over Adelaide picked up the picture and once again found tears coming to her eyes, but this time she could not hold them back. There in the picture stood her mother, her, and Allen, at her 15th birthday party, all sporting goofy grins trying to subtly put bunny ears on the person they were standing next to. After looking at the picture for a short while Adelaide noticed Allen had not changed in the year and a half since the picture had been taken. He still had long black hair, and mischievous green eyes. He was tall, much taller than Adelaide, and he had only grown taller in that year and a half. She sighed resentfully at how easy it was for him to now use her as an armrest, but even still she could always get him back with a good elbow to the ribs. Sighing once again she put the picture back where she found it, knowing Allen had probably put it there. Turning once again to her mother she placed the daises she had purchased for her mother on the way over there.

“I remember these were your favorites. I remember you saying they always made you feel better, making you want to smile for the rest of your life. I hope they still make you smile mom.” Adelaide was silent for a while waiting for her mothers response, when a gentle breeze swept her hair over her shoulder and into her eyes. Bringing her hand up to move it back to where it was she noticed her watch, looking down at it a horrified gasp was ripped from her throat.

“I'm sorry mom. I've got to go. I am really late and dad will be very mad. I promise I will come visit you again as soon as possible.” Adelaide rushed with her good bye and sprinted out of the graveyard, down the path, and jumped down seven stairs at a time, until she got to the bottom, where she instantly started sprinting again, all the way home.

When she got there the sight was unwanted but not unexpected.