Chapter 23: Everything will be ok🎀

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*y/n POV*

It was a few days since abuela's death and dolores' mood swings have been hard to deal. I honestly regretted the way I handled things. On the plus side I have a gift! It has been raining all morning and the towns people are too scared to come ask Luisa to help them or for Julieta to cook for them.

It's good that they finally get a break around here. I don't even know how to use my gift. I know what I can do but, it's not on command.

Dolores was still sleeping and i didn't want to stress her. Today was abuela's funeral. The priest was outside waiting for everyone. Julieta and mirabel were the first ones to wake up and get ready. Understandable considerIng literally the past few years.

For a mean, nasty, rude, snake-like troll-looking, 75 year old, she really made a a dent into my heart. As much as I want to ignore it, I feel like I actually miss her. I got up from the bed and went into our  closet and found myself getting a decent looking black dress with some heels. I looked like I was going to a club more than a funeral.

I took off the heels and slipped on black flats and tried on some lip gloss

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I took off the heels and slipped on black flats and tried on some lip gloss. It was cherry flavored and it smelled amazing. "Dol..." i murmured.

"You need to wake up" i mumbled. "It's today" i whispered not wanting to to say her name.

"5 more minutes" she said. I fought an eye roll. She did this everyday. "The priest is outside along with everyone else, if you don't wake up, your ma is going to drain everyone in water" I angrily paced and looked out the window.

"Common Dolores I have your clothes ready we need to go" I impatiently paced around the room. She finally woke up. "Alright alright I'm awake" 

I walked out the room and went downstairs. Everyone was there except for Dolores. 

"She will be here soon" you said looking at the clock. "I'm here!" She yelled exitedly.

"Finally." You giggle looking at her. "Let's go" you held her hand and walked with everyone else. I saw Dolores softly weeping at the corner of my eye.

I pecked her cheek. "Everything will be fine, abuela will always be here with us just like Pedro is, now she can finally see him again" I said trying to be nicest i can be.

We finally got to the funeral home and i specifically saw senora Guzman's in plain blue with only one single rose on it . Probably from Mariano. When we made our way to abuela's coffin. It had a bunch of flowers all over it. 

There were flowers all over the floor. The priest had to take all the flowers and put them in a basket in order for us to go on with the funeral. He stood p in front of it while the rest of us sat down

" today we gather around to remember Senora Alma, for most a leader, for others a mother, and for few, a grandmother. Before we burry her, would anyone like to say a few words?" 

"I would" mirabel shouted with tears in her eyes. I can't lie, my eyes were also a little watery. Deaths rarely happen in encanto thanks to Julieta of course. 

"My abuela was such an inspiring woman, I know her life  shouldn't have ended like that but, it was bound to happen. I will forever remember her, just like my abuelo, she is a hero, she supported a family, a village, but there was one thing she never thought about...herself." She paused and her eyes started to water. 

Everyone's eyes were watering at this point, she continued 

"She is always thinking of others, never herself, even if it comes out the wrong way, when she saved the candle the day she died, she probably thought 'what will my family do without the candle' or 'we will loose our miracle' my abuela is a strong woman and her presence will never be forgotten..." 

she got off the stage and went back to her set sniffling. The priest went back up. "Anyone else" he said looking around. I was hesitant but there are some things I want everyone to know.

"I want to say something" i said getting up. Everyone looked a little shocked. I walked up there and wiped my eye. I tried to speak but I  just froze. I looked at Dolores and she gave me a thumbs up.

"To be honest, I didn't like abuela" I  said softly. Everyone gasped. "I know, you may be thinking 'how could she say such a thing at a funeral' but I won't come up here and lie to you all. When I heard what mirabel said about abuela thinking of others it hit me..." i started to weep a little.

I sniffled and continued. "Abuela didn't want me to be with Dolores" everyone gasped again. "She even drugged her family just so I couldn't be with her but she did it in the best intentions, she did it because she wanted her granddaughter to have a good life. If anyone knows Dolores, she wants to have children and abuela knew I couldn't possibly do that for her..." I looked at Dolores.

"She just wanted Dolores to be happy, it wasn't her fault, if it's anyone's fault it's mine... I took it the wrong way and I made a horrible decision...it's my fault senora Guzman got mad, it's my fault she took the candle, it's my fault...it's my failt" I paused and looked at Pepa, she was shaking her head. 

I nodded. "It is my fault abuela is dead" I said. The room went silent. "It's not her fault" Dolores got up and said. "She was doing the right thing and if anyone blames her for abuela's death they will have to answer to me" 

I smiled and her and got back to my seat. "Thankyou for that, anyone else?" No one said anything and we proceeded to the burial.


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