Pieces of Me by Pua Ramona (small books to read txt) 📕

“Do you remember what I said to you that day?” he asks. I pull him closer and hold on to him as if he’s my only life line, and I cry harder. I can’t look at him so I nod my head yes.

“Tell me,” he says.

I take a deep breath and say, “Wherever I am and whatever I am doing that you will always be there to hold my hand.”

He leans in closer and asks, “Why?”

As much as I don’t want to look at him, I know what he’s doing and I need to tell him that it’s okay. I need to let him go. Micah has tears running down his face with a smile that’s always made him standout.

I lean my forehead on his and say, “Because you said that you couldn’t let anything happen to your magic.” I was his magic.

He kisses my forehead one last time and says, “Share your magic with the world Sina and love hard.” He’s struggling to breathe. I hold his face in my hands and he says, “Thank you for coming home.” His eyes are starting to close and my soul shatters.

“Micah please don’t leave me yet” I cry.

“You and that beautiful little girl will be okay, I promise you” he says on a breath.

“Please, don’t leave me” I cry harder.

“I love you Sina” he whispers.

I close my eyes and I hold him close and say, “I will love you forever to the moon and back.” Everything is hurting. I lean toward him and kiss his forehead again. “It’s okay Micah, you can let go.”

I know he’s gone as his chest falls still as his last breath leaves him. That very moment half of me dies in my brother’s arms. I can’t feel anything, there is only coldness in my heart. I kiss him one last time, getting out of the bed to put my shoes back on and I leave without saying a word to anyone.

I was done.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Eli

The day Chrissy died, I thought I felt pain. I mean I was hurt, but after seeing how much love this family shared between each other I knew that I was missing out on life. I realized that the love I had for Chrissy was just lust. The love we had wasn’t the one I was supposed to have, but it doesn’t mean that I was okay with her death. Her death was what brought me to Sina. I spent years being pissed at someone that was dead and it made me who I am today. Because I was so afraid to be in a relationship I made sure that I was never committed to one. Didn’t matter who it was, I made sure that I would never love anyone. I spent all this time being bitter over Chrissy’s death that I was okay with hurting Sina in the process. I knew that it was time for me to let Chrissy and all my regrets go. It was time for me to grow the fuck up and make things right. I sat there and watched her break in her brother’s arms.

No one says anything, but everyone hears her pain and feels it alongside her. I hate myself because I had time with Micah and she only got minutes with him. I try not to listen to their conversation, but it’s hard not to hear them because it was so fucking quiet in here. Their goodbye fucking guts everyone, especially her brothers and sister. I’m pretty sure that they regret not telling her, but it’s too late now. Sina holds her brother for a few minutes more, then she climbs out of his bed and slides her pretty little feet into her shoes. When she turns around I feel my heart flip. Even with all the crying she's doing, she is still the most beautiful woman in the world. It breaks my heart to see the lack of emotions on her beautiful face. I know she’s shutting down and I can’t fucking do anything about it. She walks past everyone without saying anything. She doesn’t even stop to talk to her family and they knew not to stop her because you can see it on their faces. She walks past me and I feel my chest ache, because I know she doesn't want to be bothered by any of us. And it kills me.

Luka starts walking after her, but Miss Rita stops him, “No Son, let her go” she says.

He looks at her and says “Mama, she’s breaking down and I need to go after her.”

She looks at him with tears running down her cheeks and says, “Let her go for now Luka. We’ll talk to her when we get home.”

I look over and see the girls crying quietly, Daniel and Mama are quietly talking to each other.

“Becca, do you need anything?” I ask as she sits alone staring at Micah’s body.

She looks at me with her face all wet and say’s “I’m so sorry Eli.”

I’m not sure what she was talking about so I move a little closer and say, “Why are you sorry Becca?”

She starts crying harder and says “I should’ve told you sooner.”

Then it dawns on me that she’s about to tell me about the baby. “Tell me what?” I ask.

She hides her face from me and says, “Micah’s the father of my son.”

The air is lost somewhere in my lungs.

“You’re having a boy?” I ask. She doesn’t look at me, but she nods her head yes and doesn’t let go of Micah’s hand.

I take a deep breath and ask “Are you sure Becca?”

Not because I was hoping to be the father, but I needed for her to be sure right now.

She looks at me and says, “Yes. Micah was the only person that I’ve been with like that and we didn’t use any protection. The times we fooled around since Micah, you’ve always been careful and