Post by lea on Aug 6, 2007 10:22:23 GMT -5
A slender young woman with large dark eyes shimmering with tears stumbled down the many isles of the church's graveyard. The fierceness that had once shone strong through the young woman seemed to have died away when her twin passed away. She collapsed before even making it to his grave. She gave a choking sob that echoed through the graveyard.
Taylor felt as though she were dying inside, her body giving a full shake as more tears broke loose from her. She curled into a tight ball, seeing her twins face in her minds eyes. That devilish smile meaning he was up to no good. Or the apologetic looks he'd give her after he'd performed misdeeds. She let out a blood curdling scream that seemed to echo for miles.
"Fuck you Tyler... Damn it..." She cried out in her distress. After a few more moment of uncontrollable sobs she slowly climbed to her feet, staggering she attempted again to make it to his grave. Her knee's were now embedded with dirt, as well as her fore-arms and elbows. She wore a petite black night dress reaching her mid-thighs, no make up, no shoes, or socks. Her bare feet getting cut from a bottle that had obviously been broken on a grave. None of it seemed to phase her. She didn't even notice.
Her hands shook as she saw his tomb stone. The city paid for it, because Taylor had no money.
He was buried whole, no fire. Tyler was secretly scared of fire, where as Taylor was scared of bugs. She knelt in front of him staring at the words carefully inlaid on the stone.
Tyler Raylon
Loved Brother and Friend.
Loyal To All
If Taylor had her choice, it would have said something along the lines of, Beloved brother. And devoted trouble maker.. That would have done her dear brother proud. He liked having the world know he was a hell raiser.
She closed her eyes bowing her head deep in thought. "I love you.. I'm sorry I never said goodbye.. I thought i could save you..." More tears flooded down her face in her greif....
Taylor felt as though she were dying inside, her body giving a full shake as more tears broke loose from her. She curled into a tight ball, seeing her twins face in her minds eyes. That devilish smile meaning he was up to no good. Or the apologetic looks he'd give her after he'd performed misdeeds. She let out a blood curdling scream that seemed to echo for miles.
"Fuck you Tyler... Damn it..." She cried out in her distress. After a few more moment of uncontrollable sobs she slowly climbed to her feet, staggering she attempted again to make it to his grave. Her knee's were now embedded with dirt, as well as her fore-arms and elbows. She wore a petite black night dress reaching her mid-thighs, no make up, no shoes, or socks. Her bare feet getting cut from a bottle that had obviously been broken on a grave. None of it seemed to phase her. She didn't even notice.
Her hands shook as she saw his tomb stone. The city paid for it, because Taylor had no money.
He was buried whole, no fire. Tyler was secretly scared of fire, where as Taylor was scared of bugs. She knelt in front of him staring at the words carefully inlaid on the stone.
Tyler Raylon
Loved Brother and Friend.
Loyal To All
If Taylor had her choice, it would have said something along the lines of, Beloved brother. And devoted trouble maker.. That would have done her dear brother proud. He liked having the world know he was a hell raiser.
She closed her eyes bowing her head deep in thought. "I love you.. I'm sorry I never said goodbye.. I thought i could save you..." More tears flooded down her face in her greif....