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(the song above is the song that is sung later in the chapter)

maizy's pov

Shawn walked in the bathroom, noticing I wasn't in bed.

"Maiz.." He whispers, shaking me gently.

"hm.?" I mumble.

"Why are you on the bathroom floor?"

"Because I didn't have enough strength to get back to bed."

He sighs and picks me up bridal style. After I'm in bed again, he kisses my forehead and leaves.

Cameron comes up shortly after with Nash and Shawn following. Cameron looks terrible as well, his hair is messy and sticking in all directions, he has bags under his eyes, his eyes and face are red and puffy, and he's wearing his pajamas and bathrobe. He sits down next to me and hugs me slightly.

Nash leans against the edge of my desk and Shawn sits on my desk chair.

"Now," Nash speaks, "I understand what happened has affected you both badly but neither of you have eaten, slept, or bathed in three days. You guys have to take care of yourselves, this isn't healthy."

Shawn nods his head in agreement. I get up slowly and everyone's eyes follow me. I try to walk downstairs by myself but I almost fall and Shawn and Nash have to help me. I sit down at the dining room table and Shawn gets some food for me. I eat slowly, trying not to make myself sick. After I'm done eating, I go back upstairs to sleep and Shawn and Nash kiss me on the forehead before tucking me in and leaving.

•••

It's the day I've been dreading. It took three days to gain my strength back. I had to force myself out of bed this morning. I showered slowly, scrubbing hard. After my shower, I dried myself off and changed into a sleeveless black lace dress. I blow dry and curl my long, thick hair. Then I put on black heels and a necklace that my mom gave me for my birthday. It was a thin silver string with a single diamond charm. My nails were painted a dark blue and my make up was done slightly heavy to disguise the fact that I've been crying for the last six days but not heavy enough that I'll cry it all off.

I grab my clutch, my phone, and some Advil and walk downstairs. I stuff the Advil and my phone into the clutch and walk over to Cam and hug him. He was dressed nicely in a black suit with a black tie and his hair was styled up. Nash and Shawn were also dressed in suits.

We get into my car and Shawn drives us to the church where the service was being held. Cameron and I were supposed to stand at the door and greet people as they came in.

"Hello, I'm so sorry for your loss." An elderly lady says, shaking my hand.

"Thank you." I whisper.

This was all the I heard all day. When the service started, we took our seats in the front.

The pastor stood at the front and opened us in prayer.

"We are here today to cherish the memories of Gina and Parker Dallas." He starts. I can't listen to the whole service because my mind is just numb.

It's about 20 minutes later when the pastor announces that Cameron is going to come up and say a few words. He slowly makes his way up the steps and to the microphone.

"Wow.. I, uh, I don't really know what to say. I was supposed to write a speech but I couldn't force myself to do it," He stumbles over his words and keeps taking in deep breaths, "My parents, they were... They were really unique people. My dad always would have me help him out when we're building things and my mom, she made the best food in the world. I still go into there room sometimes.. I look at everything in there, I miss them. I just wish that I could've done something to help. I- I just don't know.." He trails off, his voice breaking. Nash walks up and helps him off the stage. I watch in the corner as he sobs into Nash's shoulder.

Shawn grabs my hand and squeezes it lightly. A few of my other family members go up to talk about my parents and before I know it, its my turn.

"Now a few words from their daughter, Maizy." The pastor says.

I stand up and Shawn walks me up the steps.

"Hi." I start, "I have a lot to say but I can't really get the words out, trust me, I've tried. So I'm just going to say a few things and then do something a little different. My parents, they were amazing people, I don't know where I would be now if it weren't for them. They will forever be the most amazing people I've ever met, I love them. I always will and there won't be a day that I don't miss them." I stop talking and grab Shawn's hand. We walk over to where a guitar and microphone were set up with two stools.

"This is my boyfriend Shawn," I smile, "He's going to help me out, help me express my feelings a little bit."

We sit down and Shawn strums the intro to the song.

"All I want is nothing more
Than to hear you knocking at my door.
'Cause if I could see your face once more, I'd die a happy man, I'm sure." I sang the song and as I did, I could feel the tears.

I didn't focus on the tears streaming down my face, though, I focused on the song and I didn't break for a second.

"If you loved me
Why'd you leave me
Take my body
Take my body
All I want is
And all I need is
To find somebody
Like you."

I finished the song and broke out into sobs. Shawn puts down his guitar and holds me tightly in a hug. I cried and I cried, it's like everything that I've cried over the last six days hasn't done anything. The tears don't stop. I don't think they'll ever stop.

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Hope that was a good chapter! Thanks for reading you guys!

-Sophie🍟

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