//------------------------------// // Entry #025 // Story: Silent: Windy Chyme's Story // by Phoenix Heart 27 //------------------------------// Dear Diary, I’m numb. Not even Hope kicking me in my sides is affecting me. I’ve sat here at my mother's graveyard on a bench for now over an hour. There’s so much on my mind but the most important one is that Hope will never meet her father….Lightning...he--he………. Sorry, I started crying hysterically for a bit there. It’s just….oh great Faust in Paradise!! WHY!?! I know exactly who did it too! That damn cunt known as Silver Screen! He had his hoof on that gun! He took the hit! He found out where he lived and HE KILLED MY FIANCÉ!! HE KILLED MY LIGHTNING ZAP!!!!! Sorry! I’ve been saying that a lot today Tracy. It’s just that, gosh...I--I’m emotionally not right at the moment. My-My-My heart’s been ripped in half and I thought I felt horrible when mama died, but this is FAR worse! I suppose it's only right that I also tell you that we were engaged. He asked me not too long ago in an awfully sweet way! Abeit it was traditional, but still sweet how he did it on the beach by lake Saddle! So of course I said yes and we were supposed to get married a month before I had the baby....but now? Now that can't happen. Aside from grief, I’ve been a raging she-demon for the past 2 weeks. Ever since I got that call from his dad telling me that Lightning was in the hospital. I was at my apartment and had just gotten out of the bath when I got the call. I swear I shouldn't have flown that fast because of the baby, but I didn't care! I had to see if he was ok. When I got there….i---it was too late. He was gone. At exactly 2:50 pm on the 14th of February 17 A.L. 16 year old Lightning Zap was pronounced dead at St. Holy Ghost Memorial Hospital in Detrot. Hearing those words from the doctor will forever haunt me. I lost the love of my life. My foal, will never meet her daddy. I’ll never get a chance to walk down the aisle and become Mrs. Zap. I can confirm that the two days after his passing I was a true demon from Tartarus. Those who knew me, knew it was best for their health so as to stay the buck away from me. When I approached Quick Draw about how to handle it, he saw the murderous look in my eyes and said to me in an amazingly calm tone that he’d personally see to it that the bastard that took away his top male guard and friend was “taken out”. I gave him a weak smile as he pulled me close and let me weep on his shoulder. He told me that he’d be there for me and for Hope. I already have a feeling my little filly will have a lot of Uncles and Aunties that will ALWAYS be around her. Protecting her and loving her up as much as I do and as much as her father did…… Sorry! Started crying again. Gonna have to air you out because I’ve been bawling on your pages for what feels like an eternity. I’m sorry that this entry is so short, but I had to stay here as it is that I now have 2 graves to tend to. One for my dear mother who cared for me as long as she could….and one for….for my beloved. With whom I wouldn't be sitting here, at almost 8 months pregnant in the chilly winter weather. I pray that Faust watches over them both and that they know that I love them. Love, Windy Nichole Zap (Age 15) P.S.: My dad found out...he didn’t say anything. All he did was get up and leave….haven’t seen him in two months. I still don’t know how he found out? That puzzles and scares me.