TW: THIS CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE UPSETTING TO SOME READERS. FLASHBACKS, TALK OF SUICIDE AND OBVIOUSLY DEATH, POSSIBLY A BIT OF SPICE.
September 7th, 2018
Kayden's pov:
Today is Annie's funeral. For the last week and a half Christina has been working non-stop on making this day perfect for her. Christina has given me a suit for me to wear for today and she asked if I would speak at the church in Annie's honour. Of course I said yes, how could I not it's my fault she is dead.
Right now it is 7:00am, I have been given strict instructions by Chris to make sure I am dressed and ready to head to the church by 10:00am. That gives me three hours from now to have a shower, make sure Yelena is up and dressed and to get myself ready before we head to the church. I walk over to my wardrobe, open it to see a picture of me and Annie
Oh sweet, innocent little star how I miss hearing your laugh, seeing your smile and holding you in my arms. I stared at that picture for a long time letting the tears fall until I heard a knock at my door. I quickly wiped the tears off my face, grabbed my suit out of the wardrobe shutting it behind me . "Come in." I said to whoever was outside my door. The door opened and there stood Christina looking beautiful in her funeral dress.
This is what she's wearing
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𝔘𝔯𝔤𝔢𝔰, ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ sᴛᴏʀʏ
Horror❝ 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔰 ❞ ───────𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Cʜʀɪsᴛɪɴᴀ Bʟᴀᴄᴋ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀғᴜʟ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɢᴏᴇs ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs. 𝗧𝗪 : Bʟᴏᴏᴅ, ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ʟᴏsᴇ, ᴇᴛᴄ. Dᴏ...