Survival Mode

Chapter 8: Not All Heroes Wear Capes

Funeral morning....

I woke up out of bed feeling depressed and not myself. I mean, if your best friend who was more like a brother from a young age got killed in front of you, how would you react? I pushed myself to get up and got ready for the day, "This was gonna be a long one." I said to myself as I got in and out got out of the shower, looking depressed.

As I walked back into my room, I heard my phone ring as the ring tone played, I just let it ring and didn't pick up but it wouldn't take the hint. Picking up the phone, waiting for that person to respond I spoke,

"Hello?" I said dry and no emotion at all.

The person on the other side responded and asked me how was I doing, I soon realized it was my supposedly best friend, who hadn't checked up on me in god knows how long.

"How are you, how's everything? I heard on the news that your childhood friend had died and I wanted to make sure you were alright. I mean if that happened to me-."

Soon I couldn't hear her voice anymore cause I had cut her off as I had hit the end button. It's been way to long and she had not asked me once, since the last time we saw each other, how was I doing. It was always about her and I wasn't going to sit here and let it continue. I had a funeral to attend too and as much as I hated saying it. I wish it had been me and not him.

I know if he was still here, he would of told me not to think like that, but it was me who was suppose to have gotten hit, not him, he should be alive right now playing with his dog. I have nothing, my parents are dead I have no close relatives and the rent money is due soon, while I'm short and have no idea where I'm gonna get the rest. It looks like I'm going to be back where I started in the very beginning, that's if Axel doesn't kick me out for not paying my half. But right now, I had somewhere to be I'll take care of everything else later.

I got up from my bed and turned my phone off as I got in the car, I drove to the location where it was being held. People had came up to me, giving me hugs, telling me to hang in there, but me? I was a mess, I broke down and cried my eyes out for as much as I could. No one understands this, no one knows what really happened and that it's my fault. It's all my fault! If I never moved in next door, If we never had met. This wouldn't have happened.

I of course had said a few words, trying to keep it brief I broke down again first and cleared my tears.

"Uhm, Mason was a uhm."

Taking a deep breathe as tears were forming on my face again and I couldn't stop it from falling this time. I apologized as I wiped them, then I tried it again,

"Mason, was a very nice guy who had shown me the ropes, cause I was new in town. I knew nobody and was shy. He was there for me through thick and thin, for better or worse and I couldn't have asked for a better best-."

I started crying again but cleared my throat as I still tried to finish my sentence. "A better best friend." I said crying and finding my seat, sitting next to Axel who was confronting me and telling me soothing words to help.

The service was about done when everyone was parting and I was still there, in front of his casket speaking to him, one on one about our childhood.

"You probably can't hear me, but remember when we use to pretend we were bunnies and would hop around and our parents looked at us like we were crazy but laughed. We were only 13 still living up our childhood." I sniffled and then laughed at that memory, then sniffled some more.

"Oh god I'm gonna miss you so much, hang in there buddy. We'll see each other soon."

I said as I then turned around, watching Axel as he was waiting sitting on his car hood.

"Hey uh, I'll bring you back to the house. We can't have a crying emotional girl behind the wheel now can we?" He chuckled lightly, trying to lighten the mood.

He quickly wiped his smile off his face, as he stayed quiet and said nothing throughout the whole ride, I had nothing to say and had a blank emotionless face. I noticed we took another route as this wasn't the route to go home. Looking out the window confused but before I could respond he asked,

"What flavor do you want?"

"Vanilla." I said plainly.

He ordered two vanillas and we were then on our way to our house. He dropped me off as he said he had some business to attend too and I scurried out of the car as he revved his engine and left. I unlocked the door and got in the house. Taking a shower afterwards I hit my head on the pillow and was knocked out.

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3:30 Am

*Glass shatters*

Hearing a noise I woke up and carefully opened my door and as I quietly tried to see who the intruder was, I peaked over the balcony and recognized the shadow, turning on the light switch, I was in shock and felt like I was about to have a heart attack.

"Dad?" I said trying to catch my breathe, looking as if I saw a ghost.

I looked at him confused and he looked at me with the same look.

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Updated Monday September 26 at 12:34 Am