Lunchbox Friends | Aaron Hull

19

One Week Later
Alexa's Point of View

Last night, Delilah passed away in her sleep. Kathy was a mess. Hamzah and I started to a GoFundMe for Kathy so we could raise money for funeral expenses. Kathy lives check to check. She just couldn't afford to put money away so there was no way for her afford a whole memorial service for Delilah. She was thinking of just getting Delilah cremated. But only because it was a cheaper option. But, I know she wants Delilah to have a proper burial so that's what we're striving for.

I pulled out my phone and decided to share the link to the GoFundMe on my Twitter. I pulled out my phone and opened Twitter.

@/amiller: hey everybody! hamzah and i started a fundraiser for one of our friends. her daughter recently passed away due to cancer and she needs funds to cover a funeral! please rt & like to boost this! tysm :( <3
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I got out of bed and rubbed my eyes. I walked out of my room and into my bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror. I was a mess.

I haven't talked to Aaron since Hamzah and I's kiss. Aaron and I could've patched things but instead he went to go do whatever.. with whoever.

Haley and I have barely talked. I'm not sure if she knows or not. Even though her and Hamzah aren't seriously trying anything right now, I still feel guilty. But I really didn't mean too.

I sighed as I finished brushing my teeth. I walked around my empty house just thinking. What was there to do today? I would go see Kathy but I'm sure she just wanted to be alone.

I went back into my room and laid in my bed. I didn't have work today surprisingly. But I didn't really want to go anywhere. The death of Delilah was hurting me. I watched her grow up these past two years.

I sighed and shook my head, hoping with that shake, the thought of Delilah would disappear. But it just wouldn't.

My phone buzzed on my nightstand. I sighed and picked it up.

Aaron: hey is it cool if i come over?

I stared at the text.. why did Aaron want to come over? I wanted to ignore the text, but I just couldn't help myself.

Me: sorry i am not rly in a good mood. another day tho

Ten minutes went by, Aaron still hadn't texted me back. I turned in my bed, covering myself with the blanket. I pulled it over my head and rolled up into a ball, crying. It felt good to cry, but also made me congested and stuffed up.

I was snapped out of my thoughts from a loud sound. A knock on my window. I groaned and threw the blanket off of me. As I pulled the curtains, I wiped my nose. I looked up and there stood Aaron.

I opened the window, "What are you doing here?" It didn't come off as rude I hope, I was just very upset.

"I heard what happened," He said looking down. "I just needed to check up on you."

I moved away from the window, allowing him space to climb in, "You know you could come in through the front door now? My mom doesn't care anymore. She doesn't care about anything."

"That's not true," Aaron said as he shut the window behind him.

I sat down on my spinning office chair next to my desk. I spun slowly from side to side. Aaron sat on my bed, "Are you okay?"

"No," I sniffled. "It's like, everything's going to shit."

"Why?" He asked empathetically.

"First Hamzah and I fell apart. Then my dad. Then you. And now Delilah is.. gone. And Kathy is falling apart. And I haven't talked to Haley even. I finally found a girl friend my age and I can't even look her in the face."

"You didn't.. lose me," Aaron said slowly. "We both fucked up."

I nodded my head.

"And I'm really sorry about Delilah. When you told me a little while ago, you didn't tell me how bad it was," He said.

"Kathy seemed stressed when she told me. As anyone would be. But she didn't tell me how bad it was. Until a week ago she called me in the middle of the night and Hamzah and I went to the hospital to support her."

"Hamzah?" Asked Aaron.

"This isn't about Hamzah," I said. "This is about Delilah."

"I just-" Aaron started. "I'm sorry. Do you want to go get food?"

"No," I shook my head.

"We can order something," Aaron suggested earning another head shake from me. "C'mon there's gotta be something."

I shook my head, "I need to go out later. Get an outfit for the funeral. I've never been to a funeral before, I-"

"I'll take you," Aaron said. "It's gonna be fine. We can go wherever you want."

"Where do you even go to shop for funeral clothes?" I asked letting out a big sigh.

I stood up and went over to my closet. Next to my closet, was a mirror. I looked at myself. My hair - frizzed up, my nose - red, my eyes - puffy. I groaned in frustration just at the sight of myself. The worst part was, Aaron was here while I looked like this.

"You look beautiful," Aaron said.

"As if you could read my mind," I said trying not to smile.

"Unfortunately I can't read minds," He said leaning back into my bed. "But I can read body language."

"Sounds dumb," I said walking over to him.

He pat some space on my bed, signaling me to lie next to him. I shook my head and sat in my chair.

"Why not?" He asked.

"I don't know," I shrugged.

He just gave me an empathetic stare.

"I'm sorry," I breathed out. "Do you want anything from the kitchen? Water? A snack?"

"No I'm good," Aaron said. "Have you ate?"

"No appetite," I said.

"Let me order you something, seriously," Aaron insisted.

I shook my head. I looked out my window and saw Hamzah through his. As I looked at him, he quickly looked away. I stood up and pulled the curtains closed.

"What?" Aaron asked.

"Nothing I just-" I lost my train of thought. "I don't know."

"When's the uh.. the service?" Aaron asked.

"Tuesday," I choked out, I could feel myself about to start crying again.

Aaron stood up from my bed and pulled me up off of my chair, forcing me to stand up. He pulled me into a hug. I nuzzled my head in chest and started to sob.

"You're gonna be just fine Alexa," He reassured me.