A New Life

Chapter 41

Katy stayed in the hospital for 3 days.

I contacted the boys and told them what happened. We cancelled the rest of the tour and they all came home. I called my parents, they came up a few times and I contacted Katys family, but unfortunately none of them could make the trip over.

Katys barely talked since I came in.

I got to see our beautiful little girl, we're holding a funeral for her tomorrow.

From what I know the shit stain Jake was arrested pretty soon after the police talked to Katy. He's been charged with rape and feticide.

Right now Katys lying in bed. We got home yesterday morning and that's where she went. She won't eat, she won't drink. She's just lying there.

I can't stop crying. But I try to put on a brave face for her. The boys have all be around, just sitting with me. They've all gone to check on her and it's like she doesn't even see them. Even Ricky.

Mom and Dad keep bringing food over, Roberts been over a few times and seems to be the only one to get something into her system.

I went with Ricky and Mom to pick out a small coffin for our little girl. She's only tiny so the casket is very small. We picked out a plot for her in my families area of the cemetery.

I never. In a million years, thought I'd ever have to do this.

Danielle made a small white dress for our little girl. It's beautiful...

I go up to see if Katy wants some dinner. She just lies there. She doesn't answer. She doesn't even blink. It's so hard seeing her like this.

I just crawl into bed with her and cuddle into her. We stay like that for the rest of the night.

The alarm goes off. It's 8 am. I don't think either of us got much sleep. Try to get her to move. She doesn't. I go turn the shower on and let it warm up. I pick out her outfit for the funeral, a long black dress with long puffy sleeves, black heels and a black wide brimmed hat. I get mine ready while I'm there. A black suit, black top, a black tie and my boots.

I try to get her up, but ended up carrying her into the bathroom. I undress her and help her in the shower. Bruises covering her body, her stomach is basically black from the hit it took. She winces and sits on the floor. She starts to cry. Oh god, it's fucking heartbreaking. It makes me cry seeing her like this. I sit down with her and hold her. Both of us sit there for at least 20 minutes, letting the water fall down on us, letting our tears join the water soaking our bodies.

I wash her and myself, then we get out. I help her dress, Mom does her hair while I do a simple makeup look for her. Then I get myself ready. We walk down stairs and see the boys and my parents waiting for us.

Time to bury our little girl.

We drive with Mom and Dad to the church.

The boys follow behind.

We chose to keep this out of the papers so it could just be immediately friends and family.

We pull up and see a couple other friends, Logan, Danielle and Crystal are all there too. All our families are there, minus Katys.

I look at Katy and she simply puts on her black sunglasses and opens the car door, I follow suit. We step out and walk into the church. At the very end of the room, by the podium is a small white coffin, surrounded by flowers. Closed casket. We walk up, and that's when she breaks. Her cries fill the entire room. She holds onto the small coffin. I try to comfort her but she needed this. I just held her.

She was finally able to move and sit down with my parents. The ceremony started. It was a short one. The pastor went on about heaven and earth and all things fucken godly. I wanted to throw up. How could a god so fucking loving and caring let something so disgusting and tragic happen to not only one beautiful girl, but two.

The four guys carried our little girl out after the ceremony, and we took her to her resting place. It was silent as her little casket lowered to the bottom of the hole. We threw a handful of dirt over her. Everyone else left afterwards but Katy was adamant we stay until she was properly buried. We waited. We spent a while just sitting there, looking at our baby girls grave. Crying and holding each other.

Never in my life have I cried this much, felt this amount of pain and suffering... Been so heartbroken. Its almost not real. Almost.