THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
Victoria wasn’t able to talk, she has no voice left in her,
"She’s…… Liv…. " she said in a stutter as she continued sobbing
"She’s what Victoria, please tell me where she is?”
She sighed before she swallowed her saliva
"She’s gone, Lyon. Liv is gone.” she whispered
Lyon stood in silence for almost a minute before losing balance and falling to the floor
"Noooo" he cried out
He had no idea what was going on, he felt more terrified when he found out Liv was dead. Lyon isn’t a person that can handle his emotions, he has no control when it comes to emotions. As he sat on the floor, he remembered his parents, just the way his parents left him that’s the same way Liv left him, without saying goodbye.
"No! No! No!” he screamed
"It’s the music, that’s what it wants us to think, but we aren’t dumb, we can’t think that way right? I know Liv, she can’t possibly leave me alone in this horrible house. She always told me she will be with me forever, she won’t leave me alone, it’s all a strange process, that’s what the music wants us to believe but we won’t fall for its trap. We won’t, we won’t. I know Liv is alive” he whispered to himself
He crawled towards Victoria and stared at her before he started shaking her right arm.
"Why, why did you lie to me, Liv isn’t dead, she isn’t dead. She can’t leave me alone in this awful house, she can’t. Liv promised me, she gave me this bracelet as a promise, she told me that she will never let go of me, look at my bracelet, she gave me this and a bracelet can’t possibly lie, can it" he said as he showed her the bracelet
She looked at him, his eyes were already swollen, and were continuously letting out tears. She wanted to console him but couldn’t as she kept sobbing silently.
"You know what!" he said as he wiped his tears
She looked at him, she has never seen Lyon in a state he couldn’t control his tears.
He moved closer to her couch as he wiped his tears again
"I think the music is doing all this, you know sometimes it makes us see things like the way I saw my parents. I think it wants us to believe that Liv is dead, but….but she’s not dead, the music has hidden her somewhere inside the house and we have to find her before it’s too late…No, no it can never be too late, she’s not going anywhere without me." he whispered audibly
She stared at him till he finished talking, she had no idea what he was talking about, it was like he was running mad.
"Lyon is talking bullshit," she thought
She expected him to cry but she didn’t expect him to lose control and act like he is absurd.
" You wait here, while I will go look for her," he said
He was about to stand up when she grabbed his hand and shacked her head in disagreement
"She’s gone Lyon…she….gone," she said in a stutter as she burst out into tears
"Liv is gone, she’s never coming back to you or anyone, just like Nora and Mick, she’s left us behind. No matter how we search the house or for how long we read the diary, no one is coming back to us… We are left alone in this horrible house, we are left alone here… Nora isn’t coming back, Mick won’t either, it’s time we accept the fact that we are the only ones left Lyon… we are the only ones" she sobbed
"Just like mom promised to hold my hand every time I’m scared, Liv also promised to stay with me forever.” he whispered
"They aren’t the only ones who broke their promise. Dad told me he would teach me his ways in the kitchen but….but he didn’t..he didn’t. And Nora, Nora promised a lot of things, she said we would do ice skating together after the summer. She also said, we…. we would….." she couldn’t finish talking as she continued sobbing
"No! No! Liv isn’t like them, she won’t leave me alone like this. She knows how I get when I’m emotionally disturbed, she knows I can’t handle myself, she knows I need her by my side, she knows it all. She isn’t dead, she can’t be dead, this is all in my head, It’s all in my head damm it!" he screamed as he pushed the couch Victoria is lying on.
"Lyon…please you have to… control yourself,” she said in a stutter
She was about to grab his hand and stop him from doing something stupid when he pushed her hand away from him
"Don’t, just don’t Victoria, you refuse to listen to me, I told you she’s somewhere inside the house but you choose to disagree with me... you think I’m crazy, don’t you, you think I can’t handle myself right? but let me tell you one thing….. just three words… I’m not crazy" he yelled
He walked towards the edge of the room whispering to himself
"No! No! I wished the music took my life before I witnessed this moment”
He sat on the cold floor, his back against the wall, and his knees were bent as he buried his face in them.
"Why, why did you leave me, babe, you know I don’t get over my emotions quickly, then why did you choose to leave me alone? Why do all my loved ones leave me alone, first it was uncle Kevin, he left me on my birthday and then mom and dad, now you also left? Why…. why does everyone leave me alone" he whispered to himself
"Why" he yelled
Lyon lost his uncle a month before he lost his parents. He was in trauma for almost a year and a half before he got over it. His parents died when he was fifteen years old, his uncle was already dead, if not he would have taken care of him. Despite his foster parents being friendly and nice, he never felt that kind of love and care he got from his parents.
"Why? why does this always happens to me… why" he cried out
Victoria silently sobbed as she watched Lyon, neither was he able to handle his emotions nor did he try to control them.
She knew if he continued to cry for long, he will eventually traumatize himself.
She adjusted her position as she wiped her tears.
"Lyon, I know you are hurting right now but you need to handle yourself," she said in a low tone.
She looked at him, his head was still buried in his knees
"Lyon please, you need to handle yourself, the music won’t stop until we do something about it," she said but he didn’t respond
"Lyon, please listen to me, I know you don’t want history to repeat itself. Please we have to handle our emotions and do something about the music before it’s too late.”
She turned around and looked at him but he didn’t move an inch. It was like he was froze
"Lyon are you okay.” she yelled but there was no response
She managed to stand from her position as she crawled her way toward him
"Lyon, are you okay, please say something" she whispered as she tapped his arm
He raised his head gently and looked directly at her eyes. His eyes were red and swollen, it was very obvious that he had cried to the extent his eyes would hurt him if a single tear dropped.
" Lyon, I think I know a way we can try and stop…”
"Sorry Vickie but now is not the right time, I need some space alone" he interrupted as he walked into his room and slammed the door shut