Caged By The Devil [18+]

Chapter 9

Elena's POV:

"Are you serious? You must have said something otherwise people won't take it in a good way", Lizzie told me which was making me realize that it was a mistake to attend this funeral.

"Listen... I haven't written any eulogy and you would remind me about this. And I don't think that my speech matter at all", I said, and the next second priest called me which left me shocked. I haven't the idea that I also need to give a speech other than showing my presence here.

When the priest called me, everyone eyes fell on me as I wasn't moving from my seat. I decided to go there and say something as it will be embarrassing for me if I don't do that.

I was feeling extremely nervous when I was standing in front of so many people to say my speech, and they were expecting to hear something from me about which I have no clue, and I don't even know what to say.

"Ummm.....I...I...My dad was....", My voice was shaking as I haven't a single idea what to say because I have nothing good to say about my dad. Besides, I didn't even want to force myself to say something good about him.

I looked at Lizzie who was gesturing me to speak, but I was standing there like a fool. I decided to lie something good about dad, but I was even failing to do so. I started feeling embarrassed for being silent without uttering a word.

"I'm really sorry about the sudden......", I again stopped although some good speech come in my mind for dad, but I wasn't willing to spell that out as all my words will be a complete lie and I didn't want to lie to so many people.

"Sorry...I can't do it", I said and left from there while everyone was looking at me with utter surprise and confusion in their eyes which was obvious as they didn't expect this type of behavior from the daughter of James Martinez.

I went outside the church and sat on a bench which was there. Suddenly, I started feeling guilty about what I did a while ago as I realized that I might say something good for dad for the last time if I didn't put my ego first. At least I have a responsibility for him which I literally ignored.

A drop of tears escaped from my eyes and I don't know whether it's for my dad or for my guilt which I was feeling that moment. But I become sure about one thing that somehow I still care about my dad which I don't want to acknowledge, and I was hating myself again for caring about a person like him.

I was sitting there for a while until Lizzie show up in front of me with an angry face, and she has every right to be angry with me because what I did isn't admirable at all.

"What's the matter?", I asked as Lizzie was kept standing in front of me without yelling at me.

"Seriously.....You asking about the matter. Why you did that? Couldn't you say a few words for your dad? Today, you become the example of a shameful daughter", I can't help myself to be sad after hearing Lizzie as it was very much hurtful to think that now everyone will consider me a worse daughter someone could have.

"How could I say anything? I haven't my eulogy. Don't you know that?", I said as I haven't any other reason to say. Besides, I know that I did the right thing by not saying anything good about him and I don't want to care about what people will say about it because the saddest reason behind it, is only known by me.

"Are you still angry with your dad, Elena? Come on... He is dead. Why you need to be still angry with him? Although I don't want to admit it but I think I need to say that you're nothing, but a spoiled daughter of your dad for whom, her stupid ego is everything", Lizzie said, making me surprised.

I become angry as she was continuously insulting me by saying me bad when she has no idea about the deeds of my dad which made me like this. And if I show any disrespect to my dad today then he is the one who wrote it in his face, and he deserves it.

I was going to say Lizzie something rude, but I stopped as there is no use of behaving badly with her because anyone in her place would say the same who worshiped my dad as a kind-hearted person.

"I'm really sorry. I shouldn't say like that, Elena. I know I crossed my limit. But the people inside the church were thinking worse about you", Lizzie said, looking at me sadly, and she was really seeming sorry for her behavior.

"I believe that there must some other reasons which make you today behave like this but you need know that you have to show a fake face to the world by hiding all your pain and anger behind that face", Lizzie's was right in her words but I don't think that I'm good at pretending like my dad who might do it easily in his entire life.

"I can't act with a fake face because I'm not used to with this like my dad", I told which makes her laugh.

"Then learn it because from now on you may need it", she said, making me confused. I really can't figure out, why she suddenly thinks that I need to act in front of people with a fake face when I never did this in my entire life.

"Why you said that? My dad's funeral not going to happen every day for which I need to learn how to act with a fake face", I said, but she just smiled without saying anything more.

After a few hours later, I went to the cemetery with Lizzie. I decided to go there after everyone visit because I didn't want to create another scene there like a stupid.

My heart becomes heavy after I entered the cemetery because the last time, I came here when my dad buried my mom and after that, I hardly come back here except two or three times. My dad never stopped me to come here rather I intentionally didn't come here because all the time I lose my will to go back leaving my mom here. Every time I wished to stay here with her forever which broke me down more. So, I stopped visiting my mom's and uncle Alaric grave, and today, after so many years, I again here. I can't hold my tears after seeing the grave of my mom and uncle Alaric who didn't deserve to die so soon if my dad didn't kill them.

I went near their graves without visiting my dad's graves. I put the flowers of my hands on the graves of mom and uncle Alaric, forgetting that the flowers were for my dad's.

I keep standing there while crying silently, and I was again feeling to stay here forever. I really don't know, how long I've been standing there as Lizzie's call brought me back in my sense, and she was waiting for me outside the cemetery.

"What the hell are you doing there for so long? That isn't even your dad's graves", Lizzie said after I received the call. I find her standing at the gate while looking at me being surprised.

Without replying to anything, I cut the call and went near my dad's graves. Honestly, earlier I thought to say something good while I visit his graves as I didn't say anything at the church. But my thought totally changed after coming here and seeing the graves of two innocent people who were killed by him.

As long as I stand near his graves, the more disgust runs through my veins as my mind keeps reminding what he has done with his own people. But I try to forget everything and open my mouth to say something pleasant but any good words weren't willing to come out from my mouth for him.

"Rot in hell, Mr. James Martinez", I said and instantly left in front of his graves because I don't want to feel guilty of what I said. I come to Lizzie who was still standing at the gate for me.

"What were you doing in front of those graves?", Lizzie asked me as soon as I came towards her, and I was expecting the question after seeing her confusion.

"Those are my mom and my uncle graves and I become lost while standing there", I replied, looking at those graves from distance.

"What!!! Your mom and uncle... Did they die?", Lizzie said full of surprises which make me look at her.

"Yeah... Why? Don't you know yet?", I asked although I know that my dad never mentioned this to anyone and I don't feel surprised after seeing Lizzie's reaction.

"I mean...I have no idea about your mom died. I thought that maybe your parents got divorced and started living separately as I never saw your mom nor your dad ever mentioned this", Lizzie said with full of surprise.

"You're lying. You must think that my parents divorced when you find me spoiled", I said sarcastically while she was still looking at the direction of my mom's graves. But next second, she hugged me, making me surprised.

"I'm really sorry, Elena. I haven't any idea that you lose your mom. I really can understand your pain because I also have lost my mom a few years back", she started consoling me and I don't know how will she react if she knows the reason for my mom's death.

"You don't need to feel pity for me, I'm okay", I said with a forced smile on my face although I wasn't okay at all since the day I lose my mom.

"I'm not feeling pity. I'm really sorry about your loss", she said again but I decided to change the topic before I tell her everything being emotional.

"Lizzie... I'm feeling exhausted. Let's go home", I said and started leaving from there but Lizzie stopped me.

"Wait... You have a visitor", Lizzie said, and I thought, she was joking as everyone already left.

"Really...In cemetery. I may believe if you said it at night", I said and chuckle slightly.

"I'm serious... Mr. Handsome Richards is waiting for you for a long time", she said, pointing a black Mustang which was stopped at a distance and I didn't notice it yet.

"Mr. Handsome Richards... Who is that?", I asked when I was still looking at the car curiously.

"One of the Richards brother. And not to mention, your dad's last business trip in California was with Richards Company", Lizzie said and I become more curious after hearing her as I don't understand that what I have to do with it and why even Mr. Richards wants to meet me.