Truth - Lashton

Chapter 40

Luke's POV

I got dressed into all black. I never thought this would be happening, my first funeral for my mentor.

"Luke, honey? Are you ready?"

I turned around and saw my mum, she was dressed in a black dress. I just shook my head and looked back at myself.

"I just can't believe he's.. gone.."

"I know.."

My mum gave me a hug as I fought tears back.

"Let's pick up Mikey and go to the funeral.. I'll be there for you both."

I nodded and went out to the car with her.

I stepped out to the front porch while my mum went to get her stuff and saw Michael sitting there in a black suit.

"Michael? What are you doing here?"

"Funeral, remember?"

"Yeah.."

I sat beside him and looked at him, he looked so hurt.

"How long have you been out here?"

"I dunno.. 30 minutes or an hour?"

"Jeez.. You could've come inside."

"I know but.. I didn't wanna.."

"That's okay."

My mum came out and was equally shocked by Michael's appearance.

"Oh! Mikey! We were going to pick you up!"

"It's alright, Mrs. Hemmings. Should we get going?"

"Of course, come on you two."

We both got in the back seat while my mum took the driver's seat.

The drive there felt like driving to a pit. It was so nerve wracking.

I squeezed Michael's hand, tears coming into my eyes while we were pulling into the parking lot.

I felt so sick getting out of the car. The last time I'm seeing Mr. Irwin is him, dead, in cold coffin.

We walked inside and saw Dr. Frank with his wife. He looked up at us, stood up with his wife and walked towards us.

"We were waiting for you all.. Come on.."

He sounded cold and empty and I didn't blame him, I felt the same way.

We walked down a long hallway and into a room. There were other people there, sitting in benches and some scattered around the room.

I felt confined in my own chest, it was so nerve wracking.

"Go on and say goodbye to him if you wish.."

Dr. Frank spoke, his gaze on Mr. Irwin's coffin.

Subconsciously, I walked up to the open casket.

I looked in and saw the hollow body and soul of Ashton Irwin.

He looked empty, cold and miserable.

I just stared at his face, he looked like he was just sleeping. He looked at ease and I hated that, that this was the only ease he'd ever feel.

"Ashton.."

I half whimpered half whispered out.

"Thank you.. for saving my life. I'm sorry we couldn't.. we couldn't help you.."

I felt sobs coming into my throat.

"I just wish you could come back and tell me how to fix my vocals or a drumset again.."

I spoke like he'd respond, his face just stayed in that horrid ease look.

"I hope you find peace.. home even.. you deserve it, you know.. you always have!"

I chuckled to defend against a sob. I had to step away as I felt my heart crashing into my stomach.

Michael went up next with my mum, they both said their own teary eyed goodbyes.

I felt lost, confused and hurt. As terrifying as this all was, I didn't wanna leave.

I didn't wanna leave him again.

"Luke?"

I turned and saw Michael beside me, his face red and stained with tears.

We held each other and cried, just crying.

This is so incredibly painful, my heart strings felt like they were being cut in halfs, fourths and then nothing.

I had all of Ashton, then some and now none of him at all and I only hoped I could heal, for him.