Jiffany || Waterloo Road

The Funeral

**2 weeks later**
Justin's pov
Today's the date of Tiffany's funeral, I'm not ready to say good bye to her, I'm not even supposed to be going but dads letting me.
We're in a car, a new car on the way, I'm nervous to see people who've probably been told that tiffs death was all my fault.
We get there and walk in, I hear Allie mutter "why the hell is he here?" I can see people from school. We sit at the back.
I'm sure it was a beautiful service but I wasn't really listening, I was more focused on ignoring glances from people and remembering the good times and trying to forget the bad.

Once the service has finished we walk outside where they are burying her. Everyone is standing back apart from me, I'm standing by the coffin.
"I love you, I didn't mean for it to happen, I'm sorry," I whisper tears falling down my face "you are the best thing that's ever been mine."
Suddenly someone pushes me from the side, I look and see Floyd.
"Why are you even here?" He shouts
"To say good bye," I whisper "she was my girlfriend."
"Yeah, whatever," he shouts "we'll be saying good bye to you when I'm finished."
He's ready to punch when dad and Allie rush up to break up the fight.
"Floyd, Justin stop." Dad says
"Floyd he's not worth it, he's scum." Allie says. He words are like tiny little knives.
"You were wrong about me and Tiffany." I say
"No I wasn't, she didn't want to be with you." Allie shouts turning around
"No she wanted to be with me, read her diary, Floyd did. Tiffany just didn't want to leave." I say
"Well, Tiffany was wrong to want to be with you." She mutters
"Whatever, it doesn't matter anymore." I sigh walking off
"This isn't over, Justin!" Allie shouts over to me.
I look up and see a police car and two police men walk over to me.
"Justin Fitzgerald," one of them says "I am arresting you on suspicion of theft, abduction and rape."
"What?" I say
"You don't have to say anything but anything you do say might harm your defends." He says, handcuffing me and guiding me towards the police car. I look over to dad and see a look of shock on his face, Leo's crying, Allie is smirking and Floyd is acting like he won the freaking lottery. I know whose fault this is and this isn't the last she'll hear from me. My eyes shoot knives (not literally) at Allie.