All Chapters of Dear L: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

 “Are you really not coming with us?” I was sitting in front of my dresser, doing my brows when my mom entered my room and asked me that. “Nope” I simply answered, looking at her reflection in the mirror. My mom rolled her eyes “Your dad would probably get sad and disappointed with your answer” I let out a short laugh because what she said.

 Uncle Lenard sat beside me. I don't know how long I cried but I can feel my eyes swollen, my throat hurting and my chest being in pain. I am now sitting on a hospital bench, staring out of nowhere. "Rylie, drink this" Uncle Lenard handed me a bottle of water. He cried silently with me a while ago. I know he's hurting too. He's been with my dad since grade school. They are even working in the same company until three years ago when uncle stopped because of health complications.  Uncle Lenard helped me to drink because my hands are still shaking that I might just spill the water all over my body. He even gave me a sandwich but I don't feel any hunger so I just shook my head. "Thank you for bringing Rylie here" Unlce Lenard then faced and told my friends that. I just stared blankly at all of them.  "No problem. If there's anything we could still do, we would gladly help" Paul told my uncle. The latter just smiled and sto

"Your relatives are looking for you, Rylie" I continued staring at the window despite of what tito Lenard just told me. Three days has passed since my family left me. The funeral was being held in our house since two days ago. I haven't gone there 'cause I'm still in the middle of taking everything in. Things just happened so fast. My relatives are getting mad at me since I haven't showed up there yet. I got tired of their calls so I just turned off my phone. I don't even left this room since I woke up from here. Lucius is the one who brings my food and make sure that I will eat. He also picked up my clothes from ate Loren so I can take a bath. Since the day that I cried in his shoulder, he's been with me most of the time to take care of me. There is also one time that I woke up in the middle of the night and I saw him sleeping uncomfortably in the couch near the balcony door. I felt really thankful and sorry for him. "I don't want to go" I

I wore my sunglasses as I went out of Lucius' car. The cold wind blows through my braided long hair and my white sundress danced with it. My feet met the soft green grass that gives color to this quiet, peaceful place where the people who passed away rests. My eyes scan through the cemetery, the greenery add to the beauty over everything dead. The grave stones stands for some promise that the living won't forget the dead, however the decrepit stones only shows that they are. The days went so fast yet so slow at the same time, today is my family's burial. The others mourners stand under the tent, their own umbrellas and some stands under the shade of the nearby trees. Lucius walked beside me and offered his arms so I can hold it. I put my arm around his and we walked side by side.  All eyes were focused to me again, I walked to the front row and sat on the chair ignoring their stares. Week passed and I barely talked to anyone aside from