"I would hope that no living being would have to feel that loss." Raina said in a soft voice when he mentioned that day being the worst of his life. It had to be significantly painful for one who had lived many centuries to call the worst. She looked up at him, eyes curiously looking into his and wondering what kind of wounds were still open and raw for him. She wondered if maybe she had pushed him too much when it came to their budding relationship. She had been certain. She knew she wanted him, and she wasn't afraid to say that. She didn't care if the entire world knew that she wanted him. Desmond was, hands down, the most incredible creature she had ever come across. It didn't matter if the rest of the world thought she was under a spell, or just enchanted by his allure. No, no one else needed to know. It didn't matter. Desmond was amazing, and had all but stepped directly out of her dreams.
She was happy with that.
But feeling happy made her feel guilty, and that just hurt more. She plucked a blade of grass from the ground and looked at it resting in her frail hands. "I.. my sister.." If she could tell anyone, she knew it would be he that she could confess. Raina took a moment so she could collect her breath. She tried to remain strong but the memories of the past week wrecked havoc on her. She could see the moments of happiness between them, then the following sadness. "My sister." She tried to speak again but it strangled her.
Leaning forward, Raina pressed her hand to her quivering lips to try to make them stop. Be strong, she tried to yell at herself. Don't fall apart like this. But she didn't listen to herself. And in the short time that it took to blink her eyes, tears sprung up in them. Her fingertips held her lips together as she attempted to maintain her facade. But that's all it was, a facade. It wasn't real. She wasn't strong, like she wanted to pretend she was. She was weak, and cracking.. and for the first time, maybe it was okay to be fragile. The tears sparkled against her cheeks as they rolled over the apples and down to her chin.
It was the first time she had cried since it had happened, and it hurt so deeply that she couldn't imagine what normal felt like.
Her mother's knees buckled as she held the phone to her ear. There was a look of regret and the building of a pain that Raina couldn't even make sense of. She watched the color drain from her mother's cheeks until there was nothing left of her but a skin covered skeleton. She mumbled a few words before placing the phone back down. She was visibly trembling with tears appearing in her eyes.
"Mrs. Maris?" Logan spoke, taking an awkward step forward before he stopped himself. Her face had turned as white as a sheet.
She looked at her husband, "It was the Sheriff." She seemed to physically trip over her words. "There was an accident.."
"No.." Raina placed her hand over her lips as a horrific scene unfolded in her mind.
It only became worse when her mother spoke of a car accident.
"She died." Raina finally choked out. Her shoulders started to shake with the thoughts of what had happened. She felt cold and frail. "She left. She ran out because we fought and.. and there was an accident." Raina shook her head, wiping at her eyes almost slightly angrily.
"She's dead." Raina spoke in a voice that threatened to break her down to her core. She tried to hold it in but it came like the oceans waves on the beach, relentlessly. "She said.. she never wanted to see me. She couldn't see me, and she left. She was so upset." The tears flowed easily now, much moreso then they had when she'd tried to hold so much inside. "If I hadn't fought with her.. she wouldn't have left, she wouldn't have been upset.."