Bullied By The Omaha Boys

Chapter 13: All That Was Left

LEAH'S P.O.V

Emily was still unresponsive and her family was beginning to loose hope. I visited her every single day with Sammy but it was always the same. We would stare her with tears in our eyes and say a few things hoping she could hear us. Then we would say sorry to her family and leave. There wasn't much else you could do. Emily wasn't there and I was beginning to think I was the only person who saw that. Emily stopped being Emily as soon as she got shot. I came to the realization Emily was never going to wake up after a week or two of visiting her.

Unfortunately I was right. Sammy and I walked into her room today and her parents were a mess. Her mother was crying and her father, who never cries, was starting to tear up. Reality hit them, as it always finds a way to. There was a doctor and my heart dropped. Today was the day.

"I am so sorry Ma'am, but we need you to sign the forms." The doctor was holding out a clipboard with a pen dangling from it and many sheets of paper.

"Cant we wait any longer? Miracles happen!" Her mother sobbed.

"Your daughter has been it this state for 3 weeks and there has not been any recent brain activity. Emily is not alive. The only thing keeping her alive are these machines and she will not wake up. Im so sorry for your loss."

After more of the doctor convincing Emily's mother that Emily was no longer Emily they pulled her plug and sure enough Emily's heart stopped beating. I watched as the monitor flat lined and I watched as the closest friend I have ever had, stop breathing.

The room was silent. The machines stopped breathing and beating. There was nothing left of Emily at all but her cold body. I said my last goodbye and hugged her tightly.

"Thank you." I whispered, knowing that somewhere she could hear me.

I sobbed into Sammy's shoulder after that until I couldn't sob anymore. Sammy's leg was doing better and thank fully he could walk again. I drove him to my house where we snuggled and watched a movie to keep our mind off of everything that had happened.

Me and Sammy were an unofficial couple. I guess I would call him my boyfriend but im not sure if that's appropriate. With everything going on I forgot that he was once my bully. I forgot all of the reasons in the world why I couldn't like him and for those days I realized one thing. That, no matter how hard I try to deny my true feelings, they will always be there. I know for a fact there is a part of me that is in love with Sammy and unfortunately that is the truth and I must deal with it. The heart wants what the heart wants.

After a week of coping with the loss of my best friend I got a call asking me to speak in court against Jack, as a witness. I agreed to do so and they gave me a court date of next thursday. Emily's funeral was tomorrow and i was dreading attending it.

Of course i want to go to honor and remember Emily but funerals always scared me. Its so sad and everybody is crying and then i feel obligated to start crying. Sammy was dreading it too so i guess i wasnt the only one feeling this way. The past couple of days have been horrible.

When the day of the funeral came Sammy drove to my house and i got ready while he decided on a tie and a way to do his hair.

"I know this is random but, are we dating? i just want to make sure because-" Sammy started but i cut him off.

"yes. we are dating." I said with a smile.

He suddenly ran over to me and kissed me passionatley with joy. It might have possibly been the happiest we both had been in a month.

Today wasnt only the day of Emily's funeral but it was also a memorial day down at the local park. I was asked to say a few things and so was sammy so we both were to attend after Emily's funeral. I wrote down what I wanted to say at Emily's funeral. I never thought that I would have to say something at her funeral until we were both 90. Thats just not how things ended up playing out. Jack ruined everything. He ruined my friendship, my self esteem, my ability to actually sleep without night terrors. He ruined my life and i never ever want to see him again.

We pulled into this little church place and walked into a lobby and a woman led us down a hall into a room where they had a picture of emily and a paper to write a few things. Then we continue and there was a room with rows of chairs. At the front end of the room laid an open casket with Emily lying down in a pretty navy blue dress. Emilys parents stood up as we walked in and i walked slowly over to Emily's casket. Tears fell from my eyes slowly and i whispered to Emily.
"Im so sorry this had to happen to you. You will always be my bestfriend no matter what and thank you for always being there for me." I sobbed.

Sammy said a few things and we walked slowly over to the front row and a slide show of began. There were pictures of emily laughing and smiling. There were pictures of me and Emily and Emily with some of her other friends.

"She doesnt deserve this." I sobbed into Sammy's shoulder.

"I know. But shes in a happy place. Trust me, its much better than being here and she is always with you." Sammy comforted me.

After watching the slide show we all were escorted through the streets of omaha to a beautiful church. The priest gave a beautiful sermon and then her family said a few things.

"Leah, i know we asked you to say something at the burial but do you mind maybe saying a few things?" Emily's father asked.

"I would be honored." I said sweetly.

I walked up the few stairs to a podium. I thought for a minute and decided to tell the story how i first met Emily. Hoping to cheer up a few sad souls, i began.

"I moved here in late October and it wasnt an easy move. But when i walked through the doors of the high school I was greeted by the beautiful Emily. She was of course extremely perky and practically beaming because somebody new has entered the high school. She was the only person in my entire life to be kind to me and not judge me. From that moment on it stayed that way. She was my best friend the second she saw me. She didnt care where i came from or my past, but she welcomed me with open arms and little did she know but it made my day. I wont remember her for our tiny pointless fights or for anything else but her perky and beautiful personality. She was there for me through everything and for that i am grateful i had the chance to be her bestfriend. I will never forget her. Rest in peace Em, i love you."