Molly:After I was thrown into the endless pit, I heard the sound of a machine beeping and then I pulled my eyes open forcefully. I looked around to see a lady dressed in a white cloth."Ma'am, are you okay?" She asked, and then I looked around without a word.I was in a hospital. I tried to recall what had happened but my head thumped really hard. Then I remembered that Farrell was shot. I stood up at once but then she tried to hold me down."Where is he?" I asked, as the woman tried to hold me down."Where is my husband?" I yelled at her, and then the door to the room I was in was pulled open.Farrell walked in with his hand tied in a bandaid. My heart was calm a bit and I sat down, burying my head in my lap. I couldn't bear to see him that way. His face was rough, and he looked tattered. This was all because of me, and it made my heart ache terribly."Leave us, please," Farrell said calmly to the nurse, and then I heard the door close. His footsteps echoed as his shoe struck the ti
Farrell:My hand hurt badly from the injury I had but I needed to save Molly who was in the hallway crying out her heart. I knew this would happen, but I couldn't stop her. This must have been her first time facing a thing like this, or maybe she didn't face it often, because I was already immune to losing loved ones. At a point in my life it seemed like a trend. It was one person to another, but I never lost my life. I had been to the funeral home a thousand times in my life."Molly!" I called out, grabbing her hands before she could make it out to the reception with patients."What more do I have to live for?" She asked, looking at me.My heart ached the more I watched her tears flow, but I knew it would be selfish talking about how much I loved her."You live for Kate!" I said, and she paused for a while, sniffing slowly. "She asked you to do that, so why don't you want to? Live for her, and fulfill your life. We all will be there, and it's a matter of time. Our prayers should be t
Molly:Farrell and I slept together at night, but I barely touched him. I only wanted his company, and thinking of sex at this moment would be absurd, even though it would be a temporary fix for my bleeding heart.We were woken up by the sound of his phone ringing, that was when I noticed that my phone was nowhere to be found. He groaned and then I felt him leaving the bed. I didn't want to open my eyes yet, so I saved my strength for when he would return, and I would ask for my phone."I'll pay anything to have the body moved to Italy. Do you want me to hire an entire plane? I will do that,"Knowing he was talking about Kate's body made me feel better. I couldn't imagine how Maya would feel knowing Kate was dead. If she watched a little bit of the American news then she would have known, but she didn't. She barely watched television. She spent most of her days tending to plants, and doing yoga. It was a peaceful life, and a part of me would love to explore it someday.Farrell got off
Molly: I tried to remain calm as I grabbed the phone, but the moment I placed the phone on my ear, and heard Maya cry, I lost it. My eyes welled up in tears, and I tried to focus on what she had to say. “I’m so sorry, Molly. It must be difficult for you, and we both know Kate wouldn’t want us to be this way but there is barely anything we can do,” She was right. Kate seemed happy in that trance, even though I couldn’t tell if it was really her or my mind trying to make me feel better by creating an image of her in my subconscious. Either way I hope she is in a better place. “Her body has been placed in a morgue here, and without wasting much time, I would fix the burial in two days. I can’t bear the thoughts, and I want to put it behind me…. Even though I doubt I can,” When she said this, I looked at Farrell who had been standing with his hands on his waist. He looked confused, and I could tell that he was puzzled on what to do. My tear glands were leaking, and even if he consoled
Molly:The next day, I woke up wrapped in Farrell's arms. It was the day we were supposed to travel to see Maya. Thinking of the next day, which was supposed to be the burial, made me really sad. It was really happening, and nothinh was going to stop it. "We should get ready, so we can make it on time," Farrell said in his deep morning voice, making me open my eyes which were shut. He kissed my forehead, and when he tried to sit up, I grabbed his hand and pulled him back to me. Then I kissed his lips."I'm sorry I took the decision without your consent," I said, and he sighed. I wasn't particularly sorry because I felt Maya needed us.He didn't say anything else, all he did was kiss my lips before standing up from the bed. He walked towards the mirror, and took his shirt which was hanging on the chair in front. I thought of the fact that he could be angry but then I pushed it off my mind, and tried to focus on the pressing issue. I could deal with his anger problems later on, becaus
Molly:When Farrell's car pulled up in front of Maya's little cottage, my mind became clouded at once. Maybe he was right, I may be making a mistake trying to console her. My case was like the popular saying of having a log of wood in my eyes while trying to take a stick off another person's."It will be alright, and remember I'm here," Farrell whispered into my ears as the car came to a halt.The driver came down, and pulled the door open for us. Farrell got down before me, then he helped me come out of the car.He held my hand, and walked me towards the front door. On a normal day, Maya wouldn't let the car stop, she would run out to embrace us with the widest grin on her face. But things had changed faster than expected.I took a deep breath as Farrell pressed the button by the door to alert Maya. My heart rate increased the moment I heard her footsteps. She approached us very fast, and she pulled the door open at once.Her once bright face was swollen, and red. My heart crumbled m
They said the ultimate love is shown at death, and I kid you not I haven’t witnessed the amount of love been showered on Kate’s dead body until today. Relatives whom I had never seen before all lined up in church, crying, and consoling Maya. Kate and I had been through thick, and thin but none of them showed up, but all of a sudden, they all had something good to say about her. Watching all of them go up on stage to confess the nicest things about Kate made me so angry that I felt like punching one or two of them in the face. This was on all manner of wrong. It pricked me so much that when I was called upon, I had nothing to say about her, because I would only sound hypocritical like them, even though I was telling the truth. What pricked my heart was the fact that her mother didn’t show up. She always warned Kate about her lifestyle, and she must be glad that Kate lost her life to one of her predictions. Even though Kate barely talked about her, and I barely asked about her parents
Farrell:Loving was hard, but loving a woman who had no clue on how much you’ve had to sacrifice to open up to her is an entirely different case. Only if she knew how much I hated myself for not meeting up to her standards, but no matter what I did, she would never ever believe me. Even at that, I had to keep trying because I wanted this to work. I couldn’t imagine separating from her, that would only cause me more pain.“Show me a room where I can lay down, please,” she said, walking away.With a deep breath, I quickened my steps to catch up with her. I caught her hand, and spun her around, making her crash against my chest. Then I claimed her lips with a kiss.“I’m not perfect but I’ll keep trying my best,” I said in a low tone, but then she fought hard to get away from m y grip while shaking her head.“No, Farrell, I said no!” she yelled, and then I let her go, staring at her cluelessly. I understood she was bereaved so I had to be careful with the way I acted.“I have heard that s