It was Saturday evening. The funeral was last week. I was still depressed but I hadn't cried for a little while. I think I ran out of tears to be honest. I decided to go out for a walk to get fresh air, no where special just around the village. I had my jumper on, hood up. I don't know why, Nathan had his hood up quite a lot. I guess it made me feel more confident? Probably why he did it. I saw the record shop. Today was Saturday. I really wanted to lighten up my mood and I remembered that there were small concerts (I say concert, was more of a 'gathering' as such). So I pulled back my hood and went down stairs and into the shop. It was empty. Freddie was stacking away the selection of records and albums to make room for people to stand. I obviously came too early.
"Ah! Your...." He paused to try and remember my name. "Nathan's girlfriend," he compromised. I looked down.
"Am I too early for the concert thing?" I asked.
"It'll start in about an hour love," Freddie replied, calling me love. He really couldn't remember my name could he? I nodded and started to walk back upstairs. "Oi?" He asked. I turned back. "I've got it!" He smiled, showing off his golden teeth. I had no idea what he was talking about. He ran behind his counter and pulled out a record. "Born to be with you - Dion Mucci" he said, handing it to me. "Nathan's been looking for it since god knows! Anyway, a guy I knew finally made me a good deal and I bought it off him! So next time you see Nathan, be a dear and give it to him! I want him to have it asap, and make sure you tell him I went through a lot of trouble for that! I want him to be thankful-"
"Do you not know?" I asked, inspecting the same record I had given Nathan a while ago now.
"Don't tell me he already has it," Freddie sighed. "I was afraid of that!"
"No.. Well yeah, my dad had it and I gave it to Nathan but..." I couldn't believe Freddie didn't know about Nathan. Freddie eyed me curious to what I was going to say. "Nathan's dead..." The words fell out of my mouth making my tongue dry. This was the first time I said it out loud. I know my whole thing about not saying he was dead and saying he was gone and stuff but I didn't want Freddie to think he was just away on holiday on something. He deserved the truth and so did I. Nathan was dead.
"What...?" Freddie breathed. "How? When?"
"Two weeks ago," I told him. My eyes were stinging. "His mother... She was abusing him and it just got to a point where... He couldn't take it anymore." I stuttered. "His mum eventually killed him," I said so brusk. Freddie shook his head. His eyes were glistening with tears but he wasn't crying. I wish I could say the same for me.
"Did he have a funeral?" He asked, swallowing hard.
"It was last Sunday, and he did have the song played when his coffin was traveling down the aisle,"
"Well yeah, Nathan spits nothing but the truth. He's says he's going to do something he does it," Freddie nodded. I handed him back the record. He took it. "Damn," he shook his head. "I'm gonna really miss that kid... Was wondering why he hadn't been here in a while... I just thought he became social I... I had no idea"
"You guys seemed pretty close," I stated.
"He came everyday after school, well that is of course until he met you and got a life," Freddie laughed. "He was a good lad,"
"Are you kidding he was amazing," I added. Freddie nodded.
"You're not wrong there love," he smiled at me. "Thank you for telling me, it's good that I know but... Well you must know, it's hard innit?"
"Yeah," I replied, smiling for once. Wow my cheeks weren't used to smiling. Why was I smiling? This wasn't a smiling conversation. Although I didn't really like Freddie at the start he seemed like a pretty cool guy. And he made me smile which was like a bonus.