Dangerous. (a Jack Gilinsky and Sammy Wilkinson Fanfic

Chapter Seven.

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        I walked into my front hall as I walked into my kitchen throwing my keys on the counter as I heard a slight echo. I look at the counter and see a note from my mom. 

        ‘Hi love! I’m so sorry but there was an emergency at work I needed to go to the headquarters. I’ll be home in three days. Sierra is staying at a friends. xoxo mom.’

        I crumple the note as I scream at the top of my lungs and grab a vase from the kitchen table and throw it to the ground as I sob violently and scream. I fall to the floor as glass cuts into my skin and I continue to scream and sob. The glass caused me no pain, the pain I felt was greater than anything I had ever felt. I felt empty and painfully alone. I sobbed harder and harder as the loneliness grew on me and I sobbed and continued screaming for what felt like forever until I heard the door fly open.

        “Ariana!” Jack screamed as he ran to my side and rocked me in his arms. I continued to scream and cry as Jack rocked me comfortingly in his arms. Although nothing could comfort me at this point. I continued sobbing and screaming and Jack just kissed me and rocked me. He did’t have to ask what was wrong, he knew Shawn was dead.

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        I woke up as I smelt my own tears still wet on my face, I’ve started to cry in my sleep. I look to the clock and groan, 4:27am. It’s the 16th time I’ve woken up and it’s the worst because sleeping is the only thing that distracts me from reality, the loss of my best friend. Today is the funeral and I’m shaking at the thought knowing it’s open casket. The Mendes’ asked me to speak so I’m even more nervous. I give up on the idea of sleep and start getting ready. I slowly walk to the bathroom as I see all the covered photographs of Shawn and I. I couldn’t look at them but I couldn’t take them down. So, I asked Jack to cover them. I asked the Mendes’ if I could have some of Shawn’s things which they easily agreed to. I took a bunch of his shirts and sweatshirts, his two favorite pairs of sweatpants, his pillow and his blanket along with his cologne and all the pictures of us. I didn’t ever want his smell to fade from my nose so I had been sleeping with his things every night. I walked into the bathroom and washed my face and brushed my teeth. I got into the shower and took my time showering. I got out about an hour or so later and I then blew dry my hair. I began putting on my makeup and did all my light shades, just like Shawn liked it. I brushed through my hair and I then curled it in loose curls as I braided a piece and pinned it back. I slowly walked to my closet feeling a horrible amount of pain as I once again passed the covered photographs. I grabbed black stockings and a long sleeve black dress that stopped right above my knee. I put on a pearl necklace and black high heels and looked to the time noticing it was already 9:45 so I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs into the once again, lonely kitchen. I sat there for a few minutes until I heard a knock on the door and slowly got up and greeted Jack. I smiled a little and kissed him. He was wearing a black suit and a black tie and he looked amazing, at least there was someone for me at this funeral.

        “How are you?” He asked a quietly as we walked out to the car. We got in the car and I put my hand on his cheek and kissed him gently.

        “I’m still living, aren’t I?” I say as I put on my seatbelt. I feel his hand on my thigh as we start driving. it wasn’t too long of a drive miles wise, but in my head it felt like forever. We pull up and Jack stops the car and we stay silent before Jack removes his hand from my thigh and kisses me lightly teasing me as I smile the tiniest bit.

        “There’s that gorgeous smile,” He whispers and kisses me once more. We get out of the car and I grab Jacks’s hand immediately and take a deep breath before walking in. I see Mr. and Mrs. Mendes and Aaliyah already with wet eyes. Aaliyah looked up and right as she saw me she ran and hugged me. I hugged her back and held her tightly.

        “Shh, it’s okay. You’re okay, baby. Shh,” I tried to comfort her but I knew it was useless. After I calmed Aaliyah down we all walked into the church and took our seats as people started filing in. Pretty soon, there were hundreds of people. Soon, the funeral started and the moment I feared most was coming. They opened the doors and one by one people went in to see the body and say their goodbyes. I waited anxiously as I felt I was being eaten away from my insides until I had to go in.

        “Ari? You’re the last one,” Mrs. Mendes sniffled. “Take all the time you want.” She says hugging me as I pull back and then kiss Jack as I take a deep breath and open the doors.