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                                                                 Jaelyn POV

Today is the day that i have been dreading for a long time, its Kenzingtons birthday. she would have been twenty years old. Every year my family gets dressed up in green, then we go to her grave and visit her. then we go to her favourite place to eat and just celebrate her. we have been doing it every year since her first birthday without her.

we dont care that its a dive fresturant and we are dressed up, its our tradition and no one can tell us diffrent. this year i am wearing a long sleve dress green dress, with black thigh high boots, and a black coat as its stighty cool outside. i kept my hair simple and put it in a braid that falls around the side of my head.

My brother and dad are wearing matching green shirts and black dress pants

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My brother and dad are wearing matching green shirts and black dress pants. my mom is wearing a nice green blouse and black dress pants. once we are all dressed and ready we make sure we have our flowers and head out to the grave sight. we usally all go togther first to say we miss her. then we each go by ourself. so we can privatly tell her whats been going on. dad always go last and mom usally starts, then Ben then me.

once its my turn i place my hand on her stone and sniffle.

"Kenzie i cant belive its been eleven years. i miss you so much. i wish you where here. i have so much i want to talk to you about. i am sort of seeing some one, you would have loved him, from what i can tell hes super sweet. you would laugh because hes a hockey player, and i always complained about hockey hair and how there bags smell. but i guess its not as bad as i thought. i wish you two where able to meet. Kenzie i know i say this everytime but i am sorry i wasnt there. i should have been holding your hand in thoses last few moments. i should have stayed at the hospital. i know that you are shaking your head telling me i am stupid. how i was exactly where i was. but it kills me i didnt get to give you one last goodbye." i poured my heart out.

it really is my biggest reget, i was at home sleeping in my own bed when she passed. i havent had a proper nights rest in almost a week. so Bentely took me home because he saw how tired i was. then that morning, mom called saying she died in her sleep. the doctors assure us that she went peaceful. which i know is all i can ask for. but it still hurts that i wasnt there. i sniffled and wiped the tears from under my eyes, and placed a kiss on her stone then made my way back to my parents. mom and Bentley waiting with open arms.

Dad made his way over to her to have his turn. i felt my phone go off in my pocket. and saw the Kaden was calling me. he was probally calling to talk before he got on a plane to Ohio. to talk about seeing his family, but i couldnt be bothered to talk right now. not with how shakey my voice was.

"Jenny?" Bentely questioned.

"no"my voice was horse from tears

he shot me a confused look as he knows not too many people call me. mom was grinning as i assumed she knew who it was.

"am i missing something here?" Bentley  looked at mom then at me.

"Jae scored herself a hockey man" mom smirked.

"no way how did you bag Kaden Millers number" he looked shocked.

'how did you know who it was?" mom asked him.

"cause i was with her when they first met, he was trying not to glare at me. probally thought i was your boyfriend and he wanted you to be his"Bentley joked.

my phone buzzed with a text message it was from Kaden.

"did you tell him what today is?" mom asked

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"did you tell him what today is?" mom asked.

"no" i whispered.

she sighed and brushed the hair out of my eyes as my head leaned on her shoulder, dad was making his way back with a solemn look on his face.

"ready to eat?" dad asked us.

we where all sitting around the resturant in a comfertable silence, until dad broke it.

"i am not stupid you know" he says.

we all look at him, as we have no idea what hes talking about. so he decided to continue.

"i know that you have a boyfriend" he announced which caused me to choke on my drink as i was mid sip.

"i dont have a boyfriend" i tell him which was the truth.

"dose Kaden know that" Bentley teased.

i shot him a glare.

"your dating Kaden Miller" dad looked shocked.

"we are not dating dad, we are just haning out" which was true.

his eyes went wide at my statement and Bentley and my mom laughed. then i clued into what he though i meant.

"not like that" i rushed out.

"lord help me" dad muttered.

"dad we are just friends" i assured him.

"if you say so" he took a drink but i saw his smirk.

"what about you Bentley hows Tasha" i smirked.

"Tasha?" mom looked intrigued.

he glared at me and i just grinned sucks to suck man.

"I work with her thats all" Bentley claims.

"is that so" mom was grinning.

"what subject dose she teach?" Dad asked.

which caused me to laugh, and my parents to look at me.

"she um actually my teachers assistnant right now" he shyly admists.

My parents both looked a little surprised by that.

"your evil" Bentley tells me with a glare.

i just shrugged and took a bite of my food.

"so what about you, how did you meet that friend of yours?" he put quotation marks around the word friend.

"we met at the game, he was heading to the change rooms as we where getting our tour. he stopped and talked to Jenny's dad, then he saw us at the bar after the game. Then came over to our table and chatted" i kept the explanation simple.

"so he just decided to ask you fir your number? not knowing who you were? for all he knows you could have been some crazy fan and sold it." Dad was asking.

"i guess he said that he liked talking to me. i am not really sure, honestly when we hang out i forget that he's famous. he's so chill and we don't really talk about hockey to much. well at least not the NHL." i admit.

"so when do we get to meet him. if he's just a friend it shouldn't be such a big deal. i love to meet your friends" Mom knew what she was doing when she asked me this question.

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