Micro Mini Story 003… (Gloomy Thursday vol.2)

A continuation of Gloomy Sunday vol.1… Click HERE for the Gloomy Thursday vol.1

Catherine is a 49 year old widow who just lost her son exactly a week ago.  Jake was everything to her especially after her husband died because of pancreatic cancer.  It was hard for her to see Jake leaving for college; now, he is gone in this world.

Catherine had the viewing of Jake at her home.  There were loads of people to see Jake for the last time before he is conceal 6 feet under.  One of them is Van, Jake’s friend.

“Mrs. Diaz, I’m sorry for the lost, Jake is a good man and a good friend.”

Catherine didn’t reply on Van and stare blankly on her cigarette lying on the ash tray.  Van takes a sip on his black coffee waiting for a reply of Catherine who seems to be really flat.  When Van is about to walk away from Catherine, Catherine start speaking; “He jump from your room right?” Catherine lean forward without looking for Jake and pick something on the carpet.

“I was on my class when he… we never lock our room from the dorm.”

Catherine stares sharply on Van “He didn’t deserve to die, he is my baby, he is such a sweet—” Catherine failed to finish her sentence and start to have tears on her eyes, but she is forcing it to not jump from her eyeballs.  “Jake told me that his girl friend is cheating on him for 2 months… I never see her or even know her name, she here somewhere?”

Van looked pale and seems to stop breathing; he failed to make a sound from his mouth and looks very awkward. “I… eh… ah… Mrs. Diaz… I… I think she was here earlier didn’t she send her condolence?”

“There have been many girls who approach me to send their condolences but none of them introduce as his girl friend, maybe they are afraid that I know why he killed himself.”  Catherine stood up and walks away from Van and head to her room holding her purse tightly.

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Van went to Jake’s room and opened his window, there are no bars and he close his eyes.  He opened it shout “I’m sorry” and jump off.  It feels like he is falling 5 minutes, but in fact he hit the ground head first in a matter of seconds.  A loud Thud echoed into the dead silent streets of James.

People were around Van’s body, someone called an ambulance, he broke his neck and suddenly a gunshot was heard inside the house, inside Catherine’s room.

~ by hualda on May 4, 2010.