too late to say goodbye

too late to say goodbye

A Chapter by khair
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18 year boy who knows about the dead of his close grandfather and inherits with his mother his house in the village ,as he moves to his grandfather's house ,his life will get closer to great change

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The world was never as we know it now ,only much  worse ,for it was a  world filled with intruders and cursed creatures who used to live among us ,spreading destruction and demolition. a species known by their supernatural abilities , they came from their nest lurking to spread their  curses in us ,you may know them by the name :"Mages" ,but today we're not talking about them we are talking about the nest ,Xynnar made by the four founders :Ulf,Länder, Alastar, Tela , who were  the first Mages ,with their enormous abilities to generate all sorts of natural elements and control them  they built  their continent, and after hundreds of years of building they knew it  was time to repopulate it so to blend with the humans was their only choice , however  they didn't need to worry about rejection for no women could reject their charm  .many wives came and go and many sons and daughters were born  enough  that four kingdoms were built for each king with his children .the kingdoms kept on prospering and growing ,and peace and stability is the only thing their world knew ,Until Ulf got seduced  by the power of the demons and he and his Kingdom sold their souls for it   ,from then he decided with his power to take over our world because we were weak and no match for him. It was hell on earth, Ulf  took over countries to almost continents and made the people  pledge loyalty and submission ,and  the ones who refused tortured them to death .the other three kings tried to stop him only in vein ;their only choice was to kill themselves so that he can die in the process for their souls were connected.  his followers were fated to serve their sentences in Xynaar .In 1800 the leaders of the world agreed to never  let any mage to enter our world which the three kingdoms agreed on ....

 Teacher stopped talking and suddenly started walking   toward Harold who was daydreaming as his usual self while looking at the window beside him, the teacher snapped his finger in front of his face interrupting

"Having your unusual zone out session or perhaps  my teaching methods are boring you"

 Harold answering with a fake smile: " with all  respect sir I find all the subjects boring"

 "well if you don't want a 2 hours  detention to reflect on how wrong you are I suggest pay attention "

 the moment the teacher reached to his  chair the class  ended .Harold started walking fast before the teacher stops him in which Harold fails to do when the teacher called him and tells him to come .

"Harold ,I know how hard  it is for you to adapt , since you just moved in ,and it's normal but if you keep on this pace time will run over you and tying to catch up will be too late "

Harold waited for him to finish ,apologized , promised to do better ,and continued on walking fast until he went out of the school.Harold hated this new city,the school ,his new house ,and he especially hated moving out from his grandfather 's house ,for he loved it there with his grandfather and his mother it was perfect for the three of them ;his grandfather needed a female figure to take care of him and the house after his wife died of cancer ,Harold's mother had nowhere to go when  her husband ran off after he knew of her pregnancy ,and Harold needed  a father figure in his life ;Harold lived his best days with his grandfather Elmrong white-haired man with a medium sized beard and  with his wrinkly face that shapes the untold stories of his wisdom and his adventures .As Horld swims on the  pool of thoughts he enters his house ,keeps walking straight to his room ,throws his school bag on the floor ,and collapse on his bed putting his  pillow on his  face, minutes passes and his mother knocks and enters his room with a blank  stare and a face cold out of emotions ,Harold jumps up from his bed on his feet asking her  what's wrong

She answers :"Your Grandfather is dead"

That sentence hit him like a bullet , with confusion and shock asks her for clarification:
"what did you say?"
"you heard me fully and clearly  don’t let me say it again"
"how could that happen we left him in good shape and health ?"
"well life is unfair and you should get use to it this way, now let's stop wasting time  we should get going to the village now"

 His mother leaves the room while the wounds of the unfortunate news just started to hurt, his body got heavy to a point he could barely walk ,and his jaws dropped dead . He forced himself to walk to the car where he sat with a white bloodless ghosted face with thoughts starting to pile up on his head thinking:

"how did that happened ?, how am i supposed to react?, should I let my emotions take control of me? or should i act like the man I was raised to be?"
While all sorts of thoughts began screaming into his head he turns to his mother who was driving with an emotionless face and not a single tear dropping which was not  a odd thing to him, for her father always taught her to keep her negative emotions for herself and not to relay on anyone ;  she  failed to do so and took a chance to fall in love; as a result , she got left behind after the first sign of commitment making her the coldhearted women she is now   .
Harold's excessive thinking  alongside his warm chattered heart   made him tired  and couldn't stop the urge to sleep ; hoping that all this is a nightmare to wake up from .
 

He wakes up on the sound of mother calling his name :

"Harold wake up we're here"

He wakes up in disappointment wishing if he


 could stay asleep for good or long enough to


 not be obliged to deal with this situation ,but  he


 got used to the unfairness of life embracing


 whatever pain may come ; taking his time to


 shake off his sleepiness and getting ready for 


his emptiness to double up; he takes a deep 


breath and gets out of the car  into his grandpa's 


house that he wished he visited in a much better 

circumstances  , he waits for his mother to open the door and he follows her ;walking into the house a large number of people that seemed to be members of families and friends sitting in the living rooms  following Harold and his mother with the look of consolation on their eyes, while they kept walking to Elmrong's bedroom. they walked into the room and they see his white cold body laid down with his friend Talon sitting in a chair besides the bed with his head on his hand ,Talon sees them gets up from the chair with  tired red warm eyes  Astrid hugged him so hard missing seeing a familiar face to join her in sadness ;she asks him:

"how did this happened ?""I have no idea ,I came by to take him to our usual fishing session I got into the house and saw him laying on the kitchen floor ;I rushed him to the hospital and the doctor said that he had a heart attack"

Astrid gets closer to Talon and whispers some words that Harold couldn't grasp of it but the word "them". Harold didn't waist his time thinking who "them" referred to and goes to see his grandpa one last time he couldn’t look for too long so he kissed his forehead farewell and got out ,with his mother and Talon, off the room accepting his death and that he went away ,with no sufferance, to a better place.


With a depressing look she asks Talon again :

''when is the burying?"

"you were the last to wait for so that we can get 

along with it"

Since the second Harold got out off the room, numbness took over his whole body ,hearing nothing but incomprehensible noise around him , not knowing what's happening ,drown in the despair ,and it got worse seeing his old man getting buried ,by each second his body got closer to the dirt it felt for him like poisonous dagger getting pushed slowly into his heart ,powerlessly watching and tormented by the pain.

Exhausted returned home dropped dead on his bed  not knowing how he got back nor with who ,but nothing mattered because his mind got tired and head started to hurt ,couldn't help but to fall asleep .



© 2019 khair


Author's Note

khair
i know you'll find great punctuation mistakes i just wish you tell me how to avoid them

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Added on December 26, 2019
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khair
khair

kenitra, Morocco



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