12 Roses 12 Deaths (EDITING)

Chapter 15

Diana's POV
I look at the casket, it has been 2 weeks that we found out Lisa was murdered, the funeral is bitter, it feels like winter took over summer, it feels like the sun has vanished and all we have is a cold and dark world, all I see is friends and family crying. I am crying myself, I turn to look at Gloria and victor, he is holding her in his arms while she cries on his chest, I wish I had someone who would treat me the same. I feel a hand on my shoulder, I turn around and see Matt, he has his arms wide open, I react quickly and hug him back, I begin to cry on his chest, for some reason this feels warm, when ever Matt touches me I feel a wave of relief cross through my body. I finally apart from Matt so I can place the rose that I got handed, I walk towards the casket, Lisa always said that black roses are only for a destroyed sole, so we only got colored roses for her, I place the white rose on the casket and step back. After the funeral I go to the frat house to pick up my things and get ready to go back home. After this happened the college decided to send everyone home for a year, so since we have no reason to be here we are all going home. I pick up a picture on the dresser that shows all of out crew together. I hold the picture to my chest, I put my back against the wall I let myself fall, I begin to cry. I can't stop crying I just there with the picture on my chest. I finally get up to a knock on my door, I open the door and see Matt standing there. He looks at me for a second then gives me a hug, it's a sting hug he doesn't seen to want to let go, but honestly I don't want to either.
" promise me that I will see you here at this house next year." He says
" Of course I will, you guys mean everything to me." I say while crying.
" Do you need help taking your bags to your car?" He asks.
" Yes please that would help a lot." I respond.
When I say my goodbyes I get ready for a 5 hour long drive home. I don't really want to go home, it doesn't really seen like home. I am looking forward to seeing my little sister Zoey, I have missed her so much, she is only 5 years old but my dad doesn't seem to give a shit about her, so my plan is to pick her up from my dads and take her to my moms. My mom and my dad are divorced, witch brought be to drinking and partying. I finally get to my dad's house after a long drive I finally arrive home.