Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of Heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again
Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forever more
But hold this memory bittersweet
Until we meet
Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free,
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget
Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light
I pulled up to his car I could see blood on the ground. I looked in his car it was covered with blood. I threw up and as soon as I pulled myself together I heard the sirens coming to where I told the detective I found the car. This couldn't be good. Could someone loose that much blood and still be alive? I was still sick to my stomach so I walked towards my car and just sat down with my head between my knees, the world was spinning. What was I going to do? He was my best friend; I've known his family since I was little. Detective Ward was walking towards me, I doubted what he was going to say was going to be good. I braced myself.
"This looks like previous scenes. I'm not going to lie to you there is a good chance that Marc is already dead. But there is no body yet so jumping to conclusions would be a bad idea." Jumping to conclusions you just told me that basically my best friend is dead. I felt it again as I threw up near the detective's feet he placed a hand on my back. "I'm sorry." He walked away; as he did I decided I needed to go to the gym.
I was at the gym most people would not see this as the best place to be if your friend might be dead but I was about to kill someone myself. I walked over to the punching bag, I didn't even bother changing my clothes, I didn't care. I started to punch it, my fists started to hurt, I didn't care. I noticed that my hand were turning red, I didn't care! They started to bleed, I DIDN'T CARE!! As I placed one more hard punch into the bag I heard my hand crack, I had broken my hand. I stopped and decided to go and talk to the guys. I grabbed an ice pack on my way out of the gym and wrapped my hand. I was on my way to Mario's I had called the team including the coach to meet me there. I'm pretty sure by the way I was crying they could tell something was wrong.
I got to Mario's I rang the doorbell, Sid answered. "Hey man, what's going on the whole team is here? And what the hell did you do to your hand?"
"It doesn't matter I have to talk to the team NOW!" I didn't care what I looked or more than likely smelled like, my life had just basically been stopped this morning.
Mario stopped me before I could go into the kitchen to talk to the team. "What's going on?"
"I just" I started to cry "last night Marc…" I couldn't keep going.
"Come into my den; if you can't tell me, there is no way you're going to be able to tell the team." I reluctantly walked with him into his den. "Let me see your hand. It's broken you should really be at the E.R."
"I promise I will go after I talk to the team." I started to walk back towards the door, he grabbed my shoulder.
"Maybe it would be better if you tell me then I can tell the team."
"Marc might be dead."
"What? I was not expecting that. What happened?" Tears were starting to form into his eyes.
"You know that he and Veronique split up." He nodded. "Well last night he decided he was going to get out of the area for a few weeks, so he decided to take a trip to Alaska, and he was on his way to the airport and I had called him. But, he didn't answer that call. Then no more than 10 minutes later he called me all frantic that someone was following him. I convinced him to turn around and come home. He was in the process of doing that and then the last thing I heard him say was 'oh shit' and the phone went dead. So I called the cops and found out that Veronique was a con artist up in Canada and had taken 7 other guys for all their money and then killed them. So the cops tried to search for his car by using the GPS but she had disabled it. So I decided to get in my car and I drove to find his car and I found it. Andtherewassomuchbloodhecouldn'tbealiveHJUSTCOULDN'T!!" I burst out into a fit of tears I was bawling my eyes out. Mario looked like he was about to puke, cry and kill someone all at the same time.
"The team needs to know this." He led me over to his couch in his den. "Lay down I'll see if I can get the team doctor to make a house call no one is going to want to go anywhere."
I was lying down in the den. I heard Mario start to tell the team what happened. I then heard some sobbing and some screaming. This was a horrible situation, people died everyday from car accident's health problems, but something like this, no one could have ever seen it coming.
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