M.A.G.I.C siblings

Thirteen

It's been a week, now it's Wednesday and the kids went back to school today, they haven't been doing well these past few days. Izzie's funeral is Saturday, it's going to be hard.

I cleaned the house I had no idea how dirty the house actually gets. I finished cleaning but then found myself sitting in-front of Derek's headstone.

"Hey Derek I just wanted to let you know Izzie died. The kids decided to bury her next to you so you two can be close again, I hope you don't mind. Derek I'm tired of everything I haven't cried and I know I should. I'm sorry but I don't think I can keep myself from falling in a deep hole again. I can't lose anyone else, I lost you, my mom, Iz, dad left I'm hurting Derek. Please come back. I miss you. Okay I'll talk to you later. I love you Der." I said quietly.

I got in the car and went shopping. I got the kids some stuff and I bought groceries. I got home and put everything away. All the kids have their own rooms, they do all the cleaning in there but recently no one wants to clean or do anything.

I went into Cristina's room took the sheets off her bed and placed it in the hallway. I picked all the dirty clothes up and placed it in the hallway along with her sheets. I finished cleaning her room and went to Alex's.

His was by far the dirtiest. He's never been a kid who likes to clean. I did the same thing that I did with Cristina's. It took a while longer but now it's all clean. Sheets and clothes are with Cristina's in the hallway.

George's room was less dirty than Alex's but more than Cristina's. I did the same and cleaned his room. Again with the sheets and dirty clothes in the hallway.

Izzie's room was next but I couldn't bring myself to open her door. I walked towards the door but froze as my hand touches the door knob. I decided to leave it for another time and went to wash everyone's stuff.

After what seemed like forever the sheets and clothes where clean and dried. I placed everyone's clothes where they belong and fixed the beds with their now clean sheets. I sprayed some scent in everyones room and closed their doors. I also left them each a surprise on their bed.

I went into my room. Holy crap. My rooms a huge mess. It's never been a mess. I walked to my bed and layer down. Right as my head hit the pillow my alarm went off letting me know it's time to pick up the kids.

I changed from shorts into a pair of sweats. I got into my car turned it on and drove off to pick the kids up.

"Hey Mer can i start therapy?" Cristina asked as she got into the car. She has always been open to talk about everything in life but she is stubborn when it comes to asking for help so this caught me off guard.

"Is it what you want? I can make the call when we get home."

"I do. I feel like I can't live anymore." She said sadly. It broke my heart.

"Oh Cristina, I'm sorry I should-"

"Don't do that don't apologize. You didn't cause any of this. It's life and it's fucking stupid. Sorry for my language but it is. You've experienced losing someone you loved more than once and nothing is your fault don't apologize okay?" I nodded trying to take in what she said but I feel like everything is my fault.

As soon as Cristina and Alex were buckled I drove and picked George up. We went home and did homework. The kids went to their rooms and I started cleaning the kitchen and starting dinner. I heard the kids come downstairs and I turned around to see what they wanted.

"Thank you Mer. Thank you for cleaning. Thank you for the gifts. Just thank you for being here for us and not leaving" Cristina said hugging me tightly.

"I love my room I promise to keep it clean all the time" Alex said but I think we all knew that wasn't going to last long. He hugged me tightly with Cristina.

George came up to me with teary eyes.
"Oh baby what's wrong George?" I said letting go of the other two and went over to George picking him up and we sat on the couch. Him on my lap. Cristina and Alex joined us too.

" I miss Iz" he said sobbing.
"Oh I know I do too" I said hugging him tightly as he sobbed. Cristina and Alex started to cry so they came in for a hug too. I started to tear up but I couldn't not in front of them.

"Let's go dry the tears and eat then go to bed. You can skip school tomorrow if you want." I said they all nodded and went to clean up.

I finished cooking and we ate and the kids got ready for bed. I made the call and set up a therapist for Cristina. I was changing into some pjs when I heard a knock.
"One minute in changing." I finish and open the door.

The three kids where standing holding their blankets. I don't say anything and just opened the door more so they could get inside. I closed my door and went to sleep with the kids.

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It's been a few days the kids are a wreck again. It's now Saturday. The kids wanted to have a funeral service for viewing of the body. They wanted to see her but every time they got up and caught a glimpse of Izzie they fell down on their knees sobbing and I ran up to them calming them down. It obviously didn't work so I took them outside to get some fresh air.

I noticed Owen and Jo sitting next to each other watching as we walked out. Not many people came since we didn't know many people. I told the kids to call whoever they wanted to come. So out of these people I know not know Owen and Jo.

As we got out I noticed the air wasn't helping the kids So I went back inside and brought out Owen and Jo to see if they can help calm Cristina and Alex down while I was with George.

They called down and we went back inside. I noticed someone in the far back but I could barely focus on them as I had my eyes on the kids.

It was time for the burial. The hard part. We sat on the chairs for the family while everyone else was standing looking at us. Everyone took turns placing yellow roses on her casket. Her favorite.

The kids went after everyone else did. They sobbed as they said their final goodbyes and placed the rose on the casket. I stared at Derek's headstone next to us trying to blur out the screams of the kids saying goodbye.

George brought me out of my trance by letting me know it was my turn to place the yellow rose. I stood up the kids following right behind me. I kneeled down and said a quiet goodbye.

I stood up next to the kids as they took her down. The kids screamed hugging me once they started throwing the dirt on top of the casket. I stared at the dirt piling up indicated she was officially gone.

My baby Izzie.
Gone.

Word count: 1280
Author note: ngl writing this chapter really got me in tears😔🤚🏼