surviving my life

the funeral

Flashblack to a week before
Hailey's p.o.v
I watched as Alex and Nicole walked into marks room. I asked Alex to not bring evy so it wouldn't cause drama with Nicole and thankfully she agreed. They both sat down and ignored each other and I felt the anger build up inside of me. "what the actually fuck!?!" I thought. It's been a few days since we the accident and I had asked them to come so we can talk about catchers funeral, but here they were acting like children. I got up and slapped the bitchiness out of both of them. Alex look surprised and Nicole looked like she was ready to explode. "YOU BOTH NEED TO GROW THE FUCK UP AND QUIT YALLS SHIT" I yelled. "I fucking called you here for catchers funeral and you are acting like two kids fighting over a toy. Now are y'all going to makeup or are you both going to be so inconsiderate about catchers funeral?" I asked them both. They looked at each other for a moment but then looked at me and started saying what they thought about the funeral. We have talked about what catcher has told us in the past about what he wants when he dies. He told us he wanted to be buried in a pink tux with us there with our names along with "misfits" engraved on his grave stone. We agreed on that and then decided to use the money in his account to pay for it. They both left but I heard them both mumble a goodbye to each other when they left. I smiled and held marks hand and told him about what had happened today.
Present time
We watched as catchers casket was lowered into the ground. I had tears running down my face as long as everyone else. I looked around and saw more people than I realized. There was of course me and my family, Alex and her mom, Nicole and her family, evy, Mr's. Keller, a few people that apparently liked Mark so came for his sake, as long with catchers distant family that I met once or twice, catchers family came but they were by everone once Nicole screamed at them and everyone overheard what they did. They had left midway through the prayer. When they had completely buried the casket I went up and spoke. "catcher was a person who dedicated his life to make everyone happy, even when he wasn't" I started. "he was there for me and the misfits whenever we needed him and I miss him. It's only been a little over a week and I feel like part of my life has been missing because it's true. Catcher was part of my life. STILL part of my life but I promise to him that I wouldn't trade anything for the number of day I've had with him. If only mark was with us and he can tell you guys about him too" I ended it with that because it felt like a softball was climbing up my throat. I climbed down and listened as Alex talked.