Desiree's POV
I am at Enrique's Funeral now, all his friends are here and his family too. The people are grieving for his sudden death. The police are here too to investigate his case, because I am the only witness and I need to tell them that the son of the former governor was the one who shot my best friend.
Some people can't believe what I said but now that I tell the truth, they truly believe me now.
"I am sorry for what happened to Enrique…" I said to the family and I know they know what I feel for Enrique, sympathy and genuine friendship.
Enrique's mother is still crying and some people are comforting her.
There are people giving their last message on how good human being Enrique was and they never thought that it really happened so fast and gone too soon. He will surely not be forgotten and will always stay in our heart.
My parents are also here, and they are saddened to learn of what happened to the man who was always there for me in both good and bad times.
"I am sorry to know this sweetheart," My dad said.
"He was a good man, too bad that we lost an angel like him." My mom said and she hugged me.
I opted to go outside after the funeral instead of going to the cemetery. I'm unable to say my goodbyes to him. I'm sad because he died because of me, for guarding me against those horrible men who tried to harm me.
I walk like my spirit is floating, I walk like I am out of my own mind. Then suddenly a car just stopped by and pulled me inside of his car. I was shocked to see Alexander, "What are you doing, Alexander?" I ask him. He just helped me to put my seatbelt on and take me anywhere he goes.
"I understand you're sad; just cry till you feel better."
"How do you know what I'm going through? you dont know anything!" I stated.
He remains silent and refuses to say anything else to me. I sighed and let another tears to fall again, I still feel sad about what happened and don't know how to be happy again knowing that there's a person sacrifice himself to let me live with my own life.
"It's hard to live when someone dies because of me." I said.
He glanced at me, "Then live for him, because he did that for you." He responded seriously, he even thumped the accelerator to increase his speed level. I sighed and swallowed, "I can't, not without him." I said.
"You say he died because of you, so why are you acting this way? It's humiliating for you to say something like that since his death will be meaningless if you can't live in this world without him!" he hissed at me, like he is annoyed because I am acting like this.
"I feel so guilty." I said.
"If you don't want to feel guilty, just live your life." He said.
"Why are you so easy to say like this? You don't know anything about how I feel." I said.
"Really? I don't know anything? I've gone through a lot more than you have. So get your act together and face reality; continue to live your life because Enrique wants it. That's why he doesn't mind if he dies simply to keep you alive and safe!"
Because of what he said, I felt as if I'd been splashed with cold water, and I feel he's right; I believe I should be grateful to Enrique for sparing me from those thugs.
I'll always love him as a friend, but if he doesn't die, I might pick someone like him. He deserved to be loved by the one who meant the most to him. But it's really bad he's not here anymore and wont be able to hear those meaningful words.
"I'm sorry, I can't help but cry from too much regret in my heart; there are so many things I want to say to him... But that doesn't matter anymore." He handed me a tissue to wipe my tears as I sobbed, my throat was tightening and I had a runny nose from crying.
"I'm sorry, Desiree, but I can't pass judgment on you. I understand how you feel, and I know how difficult it is to think." He said as he gulped, his voice was low and deep.
He held my hand and stared at me, "But today we are going to the cemetery so that you can finally say goodbye to him."
"O-Okay." I stuttered.
"But why are you comforting me if you hate me?" I ask him because of my curiosity, "I feel that you cared for me, like if you don't want to admit it, I feel that you care for me." I added.
"Its because I saw how you cry, how you grieve and I wnat to protect you, I dont wnat you to cry and committing suicide because you lost someone who is very important for you." He explained. "I am Alexander, I was your boss but I can't let you drown on your own. I am here to help you." He added.
I bit my lower lip, I don't want to cry but the tears are uncontrollably streaming down on my face. He pulled over and he cupped my face, "Hey, don't cry, your eyes are so red now from crying. You will have dehydration." He said, he opened a bottle of water and he gave it to me. "Drink this,"
I shook my head while silently crying, "Please drink it."
I drink the water and I feel a little better. "Do you want to go now?" he said.
I look around and we are now already in the cemetery, "I am not ready to say goodbye to him."
"But you need to, this is the last time you will ever see him again."
"Okay."
I saw that there's a lot of people outside. I am afraid to go outside and will stare at me with a judgment in their eyes telling me I'm the reason why Enrique died.