"Murder!" Sophia yells. I turn around to find her pointing straight at me. "You killed him" she says with so much venom that cuts right through me. I give Gabe one last glance before standing and facing her "Sofy I didn't want this to happen". I take a step towards her but she takes one back. I stop right in my track she doesn't want me near her. That hurts more than her words. "How dare you show your face around here murder" she spits. Every time she calls me a murder it's like she stabs me with a knife. She hates me and she has all the reason too. "Murder!" some one yells behind her as they point at me. "No I didn't mean too" I say as tears roll down my face. I didn't want this to happen. I love him. "You have my brothers blood on your hands" Sophia yells as her shaky finger points at me. No I didn't kill him! I wipe my face and notice my hands cover in blood. Where did this come from?
"No" I cry as I walk backwards staring at my hands. They're cover in blood. His blood. I run my hands down my dress trying to clean them off. "Murder, murder" everyone starts to chant as they walk towards me. "No! I didn't do it" I say as my back hits the wall. Everyone keeps walking towards me calling me a murder pointing their fingers at me. Sophia and Logan are chanting with the rest of the crowd looking at me with so much hatred. "No, no" I drop to the floor. I wrap my arms around my legs and start rocking myself. I didn't mean to kill him. I love him. I love him! My love killed him.
"NOOO!" the sound of my own voice wakes me up. My eyes fly open only to be greeted by darkness. My heart is beating so hard it feels like it's going to come out of my chest, cold sweat is dripping from my forehead all the way down my neck, and I'm out of breath. It takes me a few minutes to calm down and realizes it was just a nightmare. The same nightmare I've been having every night since that awful day. My whole room is dark the only light source in here is coming from my clock. I turn to see the time and the clock reads 3 am. This is just great there is no way I'll go back to sleep now. I never do.
It has been 2 long dreadful months since the day I lost Gabe. You know how they say that the pain gets easier with time? Well sorry to inform you that it's all bull shit if anything the pain gets worst. I've come to a point in my life where I don't mind the pain any more. It has become a reminder of what I've lost and will never get back. At least I know it was real. That he was real. I lay back down and stare at the darkness which has become my new friend. I see it and feel it. Living without Gabe has been the hardest thing I've ever have to do in my life. I was used to having Gabe around that now that I don't have him I don't know how to go on with my life.