Debris&&Wreckage

(9) The Funerals

Five days later,

Addie Kate was laying in her bed as she stared out window. She hadn't left her bed since she was released from the hospital three days prior. Downstairs Catalina was making Addie some tea when Karson came in with Oliver rolling in behind him dressed for a long day of funerals. 

"Katie? Did you just put one of your?" Karson said when he saw her slip some crushed up pills into a tea cup. 

"Yes Im slipping her a xanax. Unless you want her to be sedated again after the scene she caused last week. Finley Lizzie and Sash come help me get your sister dressed." Catalina said as she picked up the hot tea cup. 

Addie's two older sisters and her younger sister followed their mom upstairs. 

"Honey you need to get up." Catalina said as she made her set up and drink the tea. 

Lizzie and Sasha ran their sister a hot bath. They helped her get cleaned up avoiding the stitches she had. Once she was done in the tub, Lizzie fixed her hair while Finley did her make up. All of them helped her into her dress and shoes. But to Addie Kate everything felt like a blur in slow motion since that night.

Meanwhile two streets over, Bucky was sitting in his bathroom floor crying and downing a bottle of jack daniels. He was rushed to the hospital the night before for punching his bathroom mirror. He was sitting there against the door of his closed bathroom door. When James walked in and knocked on the bathroom door. 

"James, open the door." He said 

Bucky wiped his face as he stood up half ready for the funeral. He opened the door hiding his whiskey bottle. 

"Son, pull it together. We leave in 20 you'll be riding with your mom. I have to pick up your uncle Patrick and aunt Rochelle. They are to messed up to drive right now." James said 

Bucky looked down and slowly shut the door back. 

Yelena and Wanda both at their houses were just sitting and staring off into space as they stared at the black dresses hanging on their closet doors. They both felt lost without their twin now. 

Thirty minutes later the four greif stricken teenagers were in the same room. The first funeral of the day was Natasha's. Pastor Preston Burke began his long day of officating funerals. The last one of the group was Dylan's. 

Addie Kate walked up to the casket and slipped his sweat band that he always wore that had her name on it on his wrist. She began to break into tears his mom Roechelle came up and comforted as she hugged her. 

"He loved you so much sweetheart." She whispered. 

The next day they attended their friends/team mates funerals.