Divided

Chapter 22

                                                          CAT's P.O.V.

She came back. I was happy for her. I was happy she's safe and she's here. I was happy for Max that could finally see her. Was I jealous? Well, probably. I was jealous of the way he just jumped up the second he saw her and the way he looked at her. But, of course I don't hate her. I can't hate her because she's an amazing girl and deserves all the love Max feels for her. Just, I was a little bit disappointed because that kiss didn't mean anything to him. So that is the bad side of me.

After we finished breakfast I just sat in the corner where I slept. I don't know what's with me and those corners, but I just love them. I counted every second and tried to stop thinking about what Max and Sarah are doing outside.

Then, after half an hour Max came in. He was alone and he looked horrible. His eyes were full of tears and his hair was more tousled than ever. I took a glance at his hands and saw blood. Dark red blood on his hands. Did he kill somebody?

Everyone just ran over to him to check out what's happening and so did I.

"What happened, Max?!"- Harry asked.

"It's Sarah."- his voice was shaky.

"What happened to her?"- Harry asked.

Max didn't answer. Others were also asking him, but he didn't say anything. He just shook and tried to calm down. I walked over him and took his bloody hand.

"She's not fine, isn't she?"- I asked trying to hold my tears.

He just shook his head and  fell down on the floor. I sat next to him.

"What happened Max?"- I asked now just letting my tears glide down my cheeks.

"She is dead."- he said -"Someone shot her. I bet that's one of those despicable soldiers."

"Well, that means they know where's our shelter. I told you to hide!"- James was frustrated.

"It's not time James! Sarah died, don't you get it?! Someone's life is taken away!"- I gave him a stare.

"If they now the way, we're going to die too."- James said.

"We're not. As soon as that boy saw what he has done he ran away like a whole army's after him."- Max said.

"Where is she?"-  I asked.

Max brought her body just next to the door. We decided to bury her in a grave like we buried Kasey. Lucy gave her sheet so we can wrap her in it. Others made some kind of a coffin out of wood. Max says it's where you put dead people in. Max was just sitting on his mattress. He found some paper and a pen and he was writing something. I wanted to talk to him, to comfort him the way he comforted me the last night I found out my mom's dead. I just still can't believe. Last night he was comforting me because of the death of loved one, and now I want to comfort him because of the death of loved one. There's so many deaths in the past two weeks. Mandy, Drew, Kasey, mom, Sarah... Who's next? Trevor? Me? Max? I'm not ready to lose anyone right now. I just want to stop the time at this moment and just cry my soul out.

After we finished all of the preparations, we went into the woods. We found a good spot. It had a stone for the carving, just like Kasey's grave. A few men started digging. Max and Trevor were one of them. The ground was still dry and I could see it's hard to dig it, but they didn't care. They didn't have shovels, so they had to dig with their own hands, just like Max and I did for Kasey. After a few moments we placed the coffin with Sarah's body inside. I sat next to the grave and threw the leaves and dirt on it just like others did. Max took out the paper he wrote on. He folded it and tied it with a cord. He placed it inside and covered with dirt. Others went back to the shelter but Max stayed. I decided to stay with him. I wanted to talk with him.

When the others went I sat on a rock next to Max.

"What an irony."- he said -"Just a night before you were the crying one, and now, look at me."

"It's okay to cry. What's not okay is to hold it inside. Believe me, I tried but later it just gets worse."- I said.

"You know, that was the happiest moment of my life. The moment before the bullet went trough her body. The moment I confessed her my feelings. The moment I told her I love her."- he started at the name carved on the stone.

"She loved you too?"- I asked.

"Yes... In fact, she felt the same way, scared that she'll lose me if she tells me the truth."- he said.

"I'm sorry."- I said.

"It's not your fault."- he shook his head.

"I know, but still, I'm sorry. You deserved much more time together than  those few minutes you shared this morning."- I looked at him.

"This... Her death, it doesn't change anything. I still love her. And I always will. I will until the last breath."- he wiped off his tear.

"What did you put in her grave?"- I asked.

"A letter. A letter I wrote for her. I explained everything in it. I explained my feelings to her. Now it's with her. I just hope she knows, I hope she can read it, regardless to that that she's, you know, dead."- he told me.

I embraced his body with my left arm and rested my head on his shoulder.

"It's going to be okay. Like you said, you just have to be patient."- I said.