Don't go

Chapter 16

Epilogue

Today was the funeral. It made me feel sad that everyone would be there surrounded by the body which was going to be placed who knows many feet below the ground.

The priest and everyone were surrounded around the large dark brown wooden coffin. I was watching all of this from a distance seated in an old bench up a small hill.

I saw Ashley there, wearing a long black dress with her hair done in a messy ponytail. She was sobbing quietly I could tell, letting the priest say all of those words they were supposed to say.

Alex was there also along with his parents. He was wearing a simple tux. But what touched me the most was that he was holding in his hand a single red rose. I don't even think he knew there was blood dripping from his hand because of a thorn.

A hand touched my shoulder giving me a little squeeze. I turned and I saw him. My dad.

"Hey, blossom" he says to me with his soft brown loving eyes that I had missed so much after all these years.

"Daddy!" I squeeled at him practically knocking him out of the ground when I jumped into his arms. We both embraced our hug and he finally let me go placing me on the ground carefully.

Dad looked at my eyes for a moment then looked back at all those people who were attending my funeral. "As much as I love seeing you again blossom," he says looking at my eyes "I still feel that you should of lived. Having all those birthday parties. Going on dates. Seeing my little girl going to Homecoming and getting old, having a normal life with your mom and Ashley"

"Me too, dad" I utter looking back at everyone. "But dates dad?" I say after a moment of silence looking back at him knowing there was a disgusted look on my face. "and Homecoming? Seriously dad, Are we on this again?" I remember him teasing me how I would grow up and be this beautiful young lady and every guy would be chasing after me. I thought I would be too... Ugly to be beautiful so I denied his statement.

He laughed and held me tight against his arms again "Oh but how much I had missed you, blossom"

Dad and I started walking towards the people at my funeral. We made it to my coffin where it was closed shut and only a picture of me was there indicating it was my dead body surrounded by many beautiful flowers.

"A lot of people loved me," I said in such  a soft voice that I didn't even know if I could of heard myself saying it

"They did did they," he spoke walking towards my mom. Standing right next to her, he softly touched mom's check and in the process he removed some of her tears she was shedding out.

"I remember my own funeral" he says putting his attention back to me "my old man was here with me watching the whole thing, I just couldn't believe I was dead." He stood near my coffin and we were now across from each other. The only thing keeping us apart was my dead body. "and now you're here, Leslie"

And as in coincidence, we both placed our hands on my coffin. I couldn't imagine how hard it was for dad watching all those people who loved him sorrow for him. He didn't know his life was gonna end just by getting the groceries in the car one night. I knew it though, I knew i was gonna die all along and I still feel the same way he does. At least I think I do.

"So what now?" I ask him breaking this silence

He looks at me "Now," he says walking around grabbing my hand "we go up to the clouds to heaven. Just like my old man, I am the one who's supposed to lead you there with me"

Again, as in coincidence, this big huge circle of light was there in the open field far from the distance. Dad grabbed hold of my hand and I grabbed his with confidence. Suddenly after walking about five steps, my confidence boost lowed.