Hey sweeties. So.. this is the first time.. but I decided to post a completely HEARTBREAKING scene from my story , a few months after the main character of my story lost his mother.
I'm working very hard on my story. (Which actually talks about superpowers. Hahahah)
I hope you'd all love this. Let me know your opinion in the comments.♥️ (continued in comments) "Martha. Where do people go after death?" Will drummed his pencil against his first grade English book and asked in a quiet whimper.
I swear , this question hit me hard.
Man , memorizing this moment hurts.
the wooden spoon that I was mixing the pasta sauce with , immediately slipped from my fingers , and fell on the kitchen marble , leaving a big nice tomato sauce stain on it. "Oh my god. Sweetie , I don't know. Why are you asking?"
My voice broke through answering him. My heart skipped. I left everything I did , sat on the chair next to him , and hugged him tight.
He climbed his way from his chair to my hips , and as he reached them , he warped his hands around me for a hug , and laid his head on my chest.
I could feel his heartache , and grieved , heartbroken whimpers all over me. "What is it sweetheart?" I gently stroked his hair , picking his head up from my chest by pulling his chin up. I felt the muscles of his chin tremble , and his whimpering creating tiny vibrations on his vocal cords.
he looked up at me. his gorgeous , stunning green eyes were looking miserably at mine , exactly as they were begging for help.
They were flooded with a river of tears that got a rare color of a green- blue tears from the color of his eyes.
It was simply tragic to see.
"I want to know where my mom is. I want to find her. Is... is she in a good place?״ After a few seconds , he wiped his cheek with the sleeve of his dark blue sweater , took a deep breath , and asked through whimpering uncontrollably. No. shaking.
The terrified kind of shaking.
A horrible , awful feeling of sadness filled me.
It was impossible to hold my tears.
I cried an ocean , I'm not gonna lie.
Dear god why would you do this to him?
Why would you take away this kid's happiness?
Kids in his age has no clue what death is
I can't handle myself. I'm broken. I can't hold my tears anymore I swear. I wanna scream for help but what actually comes out from my mouth is just this usual motherfucking sentence- "I'm. Good. I'm fine. I promise".