8th of June
The funeral was today... There isn't much I want to actually say apart from that...
I'm still oh so broken.
It hurts.
It really hurts.
Lots of family and friends were there, people I didn't recognise but the gang seemed to know.
Clara and I hung back, we didn't want to interrupt their grieving because times like this require you to let it all out.
But Hiro never cried.
He stared emptily at the ground all through out the ceremony and once Tadashi was lowered into the ground, I snapped.
Was there a body in there? What was inside? Did they even find him?
Questions... Impossible questions. I never knew.
Afterwards, we all went back to the cafe and guests were giving their condolences to Aunt Cass and Hiro.
Although Hiro wasn't there... After comforting the gang, I spent most my time looking for the boy but he wasn't around.
It was once everyone had left that I found him in his room, still in the clothes of black and white and face first in his bed.
I probably should have known not to push him.
I deserved his cold shoulder.
This is partly my fault. If I never came late or got all frozen when I saw them, I would have been next to Tadashi and Hiro during the fire.
I'm so sorry Tadashi, I failed to help you when you needed it most, I promise no matter what, I'll be there for Hiro.
I'll make up for what I never did with you. I'll make sure Hiro isn't lead to darkness... Even if it hurts me, I shall always do what makes Hiro happy.
Through thick and thin, argument or laughs, I promise, I'll be there... And I'm sorry I never was for you...
We all make mistakes but this is one that I can't find the moral of... I'm sorry, if you can hear or read this... Please know that I do not expect forgiveness... But a thank you for listening... This is my final pact...
Rest In Piece.... Tadashi Hamada
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