The Girl He Craves

Chapter 24

Sophie’s pov

I stared at the casket. The casket that confined Carson’s corpse inside.

My throat burned and every word the priest let out seemed to go on deaf ears.

The only sounds I can focus on was the sound of the pattering rain that fell on the umbrella Ingrid held over my head so I’d not get wet

I think I deserve to get wet. I deserve to feel the cold of the rain. Maybe then I’d start to feel again.

Since Carson’s death a week and a few days ago, I had become numb. I could not feel anymore except for the eating guilt

Ingrid wrapped one of her arms around my midsection and held me close as Carson’s parents wept loudly Their cries were louder than the pattering rain and that did not surprise me.

Mila looks over at me and looks at me in sorrow. She stood beside me and grabbed a hold of my hand. She squeezes it in reassurance

She knew everything. I told her everything. And she knew how f**g messed up I was now after what happened

She was the only one who knew why the two boys were fighting that day.

“Wait. No don’t put my baby in the dirt. Wait no! He’s not dead! He can’t be. I saw him last night. He’s not dead. Don’t put him down yet!” Carson’s mother screamed and started to thrash in her husband’s hold.

My stomach churns and I feel disgusted to even be in their presence knowing I was the main reason they lost their son.

I didn’t deserve to be here. I didn’t deserve to recieve everyone’s sympathy while Aiden got nothing but pitchforks thrown at him. They blamed him. They called him the devil.

Everyone turned their backs on him.

But me, everyone was way too sweet, way too nice to me. I didn’t like it. I hated it. I didn’t deserve their words, I didn’t deserve their sympathy. I was the main reason Carson was dead.

If I hadn’t

“No my baby boy! Don’t leave us! Please you can’t leave us! You were supposed to grow old Carson, give us grandchildren. How can you just leave us so soon?!” His mother screamed, tugging forward but her husband who was still visibly crying held her back.

and my eyes began to water again. I have been crying for so many days, for so many hours that I didn’t know i had any tears left

showed me that I still had more than

down in the hole they had dug up for where he would rest.

Please no Don’t put him down’ He’s okay! He’s here with us! Carson baby come out and stop playing! Carson please stop giving moma anael Carson! Pleasel Carson!’

dad cried, hugging his wife

as she looks down at the casket that wos now her son’s bed. She cried louder. I promise I’ll make that devil pay for what he did to

though they were not directed at me They were directed at

breathe. I looked up at Ingrid and said shakily with panic “I need to go ” I didn’t wait for her to respond, I just turned

out when I shouldered

“Sophie!” I heard Mila’s voice call

to get out of here.

If Aiden was a devil then I was

my head, my hair quickly plastering to my face and black dress as the

my sorrow. They felt my guilt.

that day. If only you

in your mother’s arms. Your

was my fault. All of

dead because of me but another was behind bars and would be

of evidence that showed that Aiden was always malicious to Carson. And on the surveillance

what they were yelling about but apparently from the angle of the camera, it showed Aiden had either punched or pushed Carson down the

was enough to put him behind bars and hold him until his hearing. What made it even worst

of the diner also showed the footage from the surveillance camera where you could hear loud and clear what Aiden had said to Carson

others coming forward to speak on how much of an a***le he was 10 Carson, Aiden stood no

Had I really just ruined two boys future because of my selfish

shook my head. Aiden wasn’t the devil.

legs feltjello and weak and I found

good distance away from the funeral but I knew someone had

hovers over my head to block the rain from seeping to my bones. Mila sat beside me and

to be okay Soph. I’ll always be here for you no matter what.” Mila whispered, kissing

the distance. I knew the mud was creating a mess behind my dress