broken to pieces (Mist/Storm)

Rain pours from the sky dropping onto the ground. The rain runs through me filling my insides, well, what's left of them. I turn my head around looking at my surroundings. It's not where I once was. I'm not on the peaceful shore anymore where the waves crash down upon the beach. The gentle breeze that flies off the waves is gone. The fairies are no longer dancing beside me. They are gone away, and I have no idea where they went. One minute I was sleeping beside them. Everything was peaceful, but now it's not. I'm back at my home in District nine. I'm where I wanted to return home to. Everyone going on about their daily lives. It's like I never existed. The people seem happier than they've ever been. I slowly glide through the air following that small river my Ma always told me I could follow to get back home. "Follow the river if you get lost. It'll always lead you home." I long for my feet to be able to step in the water, but the best I can do is see it.

Before my eyes, is the old worn down house I used to call home. An eerie feeling surrounds it. The feeling of sorrow and pain leak through the cracks. It's almost enough to turn me away from the house, to head back to that peaceful shore where the fairies are, but I want to go on. I need to see how they are doing. I want to see them. I need to see how they are doing. I need to see them. Naturally, I hold my hand out to open the door, but I remember I don't need to do that anymore. I walk through the door and head to where I usually stay. It's empty. My bed made the same way as it was the day I was reaped. Exactly how I left it. I leave my room and head towards Mist. My twin. I love her so much, and I definitely miss her. I just hope she's okay. I definitely need her to be strong.

She's not there. I lower my head to the floor. I can feel myself growing angry. I just want to see here. Where is she? Where are you Mist? I remember after the death of Jabber, I spent a lot of time by his grave just sitting there staring unsure of what to do or say. I wanted to bring him back into the world. It was selfish of me, but I knew deep inside nothing would bring him back; just like nothing will bring me back no matter how hard they try. Mist, are you at the grave? Are you sitting by me trying to bring me back? It may not be the best thing in the world, but I have to try. I glide through the house as sobs echo through my brain. Sobs of them wanting me to come back, but it doesn't matter anymore. I'm dead. I'm dead never to come back. I can sit here and apologize all day, but it won't change anything, and I want to go see Mist. I walk out the door and head to where I remember Jabber's grave being.

"I'm sorry for everything Storm. I hope you can rest in peace. Love Mist Jay." I stop in my tracks. It's been so long since I've seen her, and I see her now sitting before my grave as a sobbing mess. "Once upon a time." She's trying to read my books. She's trying to read them. That means more to me than anything else in the world. I slowly glide over next to her. I want to place my hand on her shoulder, but I know it won't help her any. "I want you to have these with you in heaven." I can feel pain surging through me as she lays her head on the grave and starts sobbing. The rain only starts pouring harder as she cries harder. Don't cry for me Mist. Please don't cry for me. I glide over and sit in front of the grave next to her. "Mist, don't cry for me. Please don't cry. I know it's hard, and I know nothing will ever take away the pain, but I'm always with you. I'll always be with you. I promise." My voice so quiet, and different I'm not sure she'll even hear me. "I'm right here Mist. I'll always be right here."