Thunder crackles, sweeping the cold winters night into a drift of short, bright, mesmerizing flashes that pass by in a blink of an eye.

It's deathly  silent, the irony for the situation too harsh to be laughed at, the inaudible audience solely being the whistling winds kissing the leaves and the pelting rain mercilessly soaking everything from the tips of her dark unkept hair to the hopless grass below her knees.

Her sobs are the only cry of the night, the only soundtrack playing as the words before her are to brutal to swallow and digest. Salty tears mix with the bitter taste of rain, clothing soaked right through the bone.

Dead. Gone. Forever.

An attempt to call out his name, refusing to accept the reality before her very eyes, written and engraved into a head of grey stone, but the words to his name jumple up an freeze in her thorat, to painful to even call out. Instead, her lean fingertaps follow the path of a sliding raindropm feeling the cold touch of stone that now... represented his short lived life.

"Idiot..." she mutters, teeth chattering from the freezing pellets of rain. "You...idiot.."

Her hand retreats, falling limply by her sides as tears continue to blur her vison. Numbness overflows her body, bringing her head down and closing her eyes tight, hoping, praying, wishing when they'd open once again, it would all have been one very bad dream

But it isn't a dream at all. Her eyes prey open just a bit, only to be met with the wet grass and mud squishing around her legs, the heavy rain showing no mercy at all.

The rain stops in a sudden second, a tall shadow looming over her in its spot. Fearand worry wash over her, her venerability being extremely weak and in a state of mind that couldn't even function properly, finds herself turning her body to great the shadows owner.

A familiar body, his extended arm tightly grasping on the handle of an umbrella that was terrifyingly bright red to the eyes, shielding the shivering girl below, but in return rapidly soaking him in it's chilly welcome.

"Don't say a word" His voice strains past the loud rain, crouching down beside her, his eyes refusing to meet hers . "Just...don't say a word."

She looks up to him, wanting to scream and refuse his assistance, but warmth fills up her chest when he turns his head to her, showing off his glimmering smile that reaches one corner of his ear to the next.

A smile. A real, genuine smile it was. Something that seemed quite foreign to her world now.

She'd regret it later, she'd curse at herself later for giving in too qucikly without a fight... but that would be later.

For now, under the rain that contiuned to cry, she'd cry along, under the protection of one boys bright red umbrella.