Part 16-A Nobody

Clem POV "Louis!",I yelled from across the courtyard. He stood by AJ's grave with a smile and red cheeks. He opened his arms,motioning me to jump into his arms. I ran as fast as I could and jumped into his arms. I felt no arms wrap around me and looked up. "Louis?",I cried. There he was,fading away. His face turned gray and his eyes were filled with sorrow. "Your running out of time.",was all he said before he faded away. I woke up with a splitting headache. My heart pounded and my cheeks were covered with tears. My heart felt like it was gonna be ripped out of my chest. He can't be dead. No away. Not my Louis. I looked next to me and my baseball cap loaded on my nightstand. Next to the cap,a pile of cards lay along with a note. I got out of bed and fastened the cap on my head. I took a glance of the cards. The note on-top of the cards read:   'Figured you'd want these since they were Louis's and all.'                                                                 ~Violet The thought of him made my heart ache. The games,the laughs,everything just gone. Gone,torn to shit all because of me. I'm the mistake. I'm the reason Louis is gone. I could've saved him. I could've done something. anything. But,no...I had to be a lazy piece of crap and not go hunting with Aasim and him. I'm the mistake in this game. I picked up the cards and glanced at them. The white cards each had different symbols on them. Some had red hearts and others had diamonds. I thought of the time we all played cards together. The time we were happy. We would laugh so hard our stomaches would hurt. You could practically feel your rib cage aching from laughing so much. I remember our first kiss,our first 'I love you', and our first time doing 'it'. I remember all the moments we shared,all the tears we shed together. I remember when I cried into his arms. His,loving hold on me while I cried. He just stabbed the pain in the heart and took it all away. But now,I have no arms to cry into. No one to hold me when I'm sad. No one to kiss me and tell me all the ways they felt about me. All because I screw everything up. Every opportunity I have I screw up. I'm a screw up. I mean for example,I couldn't even stop myself from getting raped,beaten,and tortured. I'm a weak screw up. I'm a nobody. I heard a soft knock on the door. I walked over to it and turned the knob to open it. Vi stood there with her arm behind her neck,scratching it. "Clem?",she looked up at me. She eyes represented sorrow and pity. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were red and puffy. "Yes?",I said while crossing my arms in the doorway. She took her hand out from behind her neck and put it in her pocket. "I'm really sorry about Louis. I can't even imagine how you feel." "I-I don't even know how to feel,Vi. I just wanna know what happened to him and find who ever killed him." She nodded her head in agreement. I could tell she didn't really wanna discuss Louis. I didn't wanna either but, I can't stop think about him. Everything about him is just on my mind. His chocolate brown eyes that I could get lost in forever. The eyes that no one could forget. His soft dreadlocks that just hung over his face ever so lightly. His soft lips that I could spend hours kissing. His freckles that were like stars in the night sky;I could spend hours counting them and get a different number every time. Just everything about him was perfect. "Clem? You uh,spaced out.",Vi said. I forgot she was here to be honest. She stood in the door way with her arms crossed. She sniffed, trying not to tear up. "Sorry,I was just thinking." "Let me guess,thinking about Louis?" I just nodded my head in response. Big globes of tears started to form in my eye. "Hey,c'mere.",she walked closer to me and pulled me into an embrace. She continued, "If your gonna cry then cry on me. I know that you cared about him,." I nodded my head and tried my best to hold back the tears that wanted to come spilling out. I couldn't hold the tears that badly wanted out. I started balling my eye out on Vi's shoulder and she just rubbed my back. My muffled cries filled the room with nothing but silence between Vi and me. I felt so vulnerable and like such a....a cry baby. I've been nothing but a softie ever since...well really since the whole AJ thing. I started to breath in and out until I calmed myself down. I stopped crying and went to only sniffling. I pulled away from the embrace and just looked her in the eye. Nothing but silence filled the room. She finally spoke up, "Today we're gonna have a memorial for Lyla and Louis. I'm not sure if your in the right mental state to come but it'd be great to see you there since ya know." I only nodded my head in response. She walked out of the room,closing the door behind her. I just stood there. I'm not even sure how to react if I do go to their funeral. I've been thinking way too much. Of course I should go. I knew both Louis and Lyla so,I should go. I walk outside to see everyone standing around two graves across from Marlon's and Brody's.      Sunflowers lay on one while a music book lay on the other. I'm guessing the music book was Louis's. I walked next to Vi and glanced down at Louis's grave. "Aasim?",Vi spoke. He looked up, "Hm?" "Thanks for burying them. It..I-It....thanks." "Yeah,no problem." I just looked down at Louis's grave. How could he be really dead? Aasim took a handful of flowers out of his pocket. He spilt the flowers into two groups. "For Louis and Lyla.",he spoke. He placed a group on both of their graves. If I could go back in time and change everything,I would. If I could make this nightmare go away then I would. Unfortunately,I can't because this isn't a nightmare it's reality. Time skip~Night Time Finally,I get to go to bed. I opened my room door and laid my cap on my nightstand. I climbed into bed and just looked at the metal bars above me that used to hold another mattress. Louis... God I need to stop thinking about him. I can't get him off my mind though. I need to but I can't. Maybe paying a visit to his grave will help? I walked outside and walked to the two graves. I will find the people that killed him and kill them. I will make sure none of them are left. I kneeled down at Louis's grave and just stared at it. I couldn't even speak or even react. I just felt empty inside. I felt like a puzzle missing a few pieces. I felt like one of those best friend necklaces that connect with another necklace but,without the other half. Is this really all there is to Louis's death?

A/N: I'm trying my best to write this frequently but school's annoying. I actually planned out how I'm gonna be ending this story (in the far future not soon). But,uh I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. :)