May 16thI wake up and dread getting out of bed. Within a few minutes of being awake a start crying at the thought of what we have to do today. I try not to cry to loud because I don't want to worry Rooster. But of course he heard my sniffles. He didn't say anything, he just scooted closer to me, with his chest right up against my back, and wrapped his arms around me.
Eventually I decide to get up and walk into his bathroom and open the drawer in his sink designated to me. It has my toothbrush, a brush, hair gel, hair ties, makeup wipes, a little makeup, and just some other girl things. I though it was cute he made me a little drawer for my stuff, but he told me to add anything else I needed.
I brush my teeth then decide to take a shower. I bought my own shampoo, conditioner, and body wash to keep at his house. After showering I leave my wet hair down and throw on one of Bradley's Naval Academy t-shirts. I don't do my hair yet because we still have time and I don't do my makeup because I'll just cry it all off. At this point, Bradley had just got out of the shower and is getting ready too.
"Hey babe, would you care to take me to my house to get my uniform? I'll go ahead and do everything else before so we can go on the way to the funeral." I ask him while sitting on the bed. Since I didn't go home last night, I couldn't grab my dress uniform. "I actually ran and got it for you before you woke up. It's in the closet" He says while leaning on the bathroom doorway. I start to tear up from how thoughtful he was.
"Princess don't cry." He walks over to me and picks me up off the bed and hugs me tight. "That was so sweet." I say. He laughs a little. "I really can't believe he's gone." I say into his chest. He doesn't say anything, just holds me and rocks slightly back and forth.
It was currently 10 am and the funeral started at 12:30. The cemetery is only half an hour from the house so I decided to keep Bradley's t-shirt on for a little longer. I walk into the kitchen get food out to make us breakfast. "Babe do you want eggs and bacon?" I yell to him, still in the bedroom. He yells back that he does.
While I fix our food I feel strong arms wrap around my waist. "You look good in my shirts." I smile. He puts his face into my neck. "Your mustache is tickling me!" I say laughing, this causes him to move his face to tickle me more, and me uncontrollably laughing. He begins to tickle my sides as well. I turn and get out of his grip and take off running. He chases me around his house until he grabs me by my waist once again.
"Let me go! The bacons gonna burn!" I say trying to get out of his arms, laughing. He finally lets go but demands a kiss first. Soon after, we eat. I clean up and go into the bathroom to do my hair. Simple slick back, low bun. It's now 11 a.m. so we go ahead and put our uniforms on.
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We pull into the cemetery. Bradley runs over to my side of the Bronco and opens my door. Before we start walking to everyone, Bradley pulls me in by my waist and looks me in my already tearing up eyes. "You're the strongest woman I know." He tells me and kisses me. I give him a little smile.
Once we get over to the rest of our team, we stand in our formation, everyone giving me a small smile and patting my back as I walk by. I stand in between Bradley and Phoenix, she hugs me tightly. Maverick walks over to me and smiles. The funeral begins. As the funeral went on my dad walks up to the casket. Silent tears are falling from my eyes. Bradley's fingers intertwine to mine.
The folded flag is given to Mrs. Kazansky. After saying a few things, Mav places his wings pin on the casket. The guns are shot and he nails the pin into the basket. He then salutes to Iceman's casket. It almost scared me as the fighter jets flew overhead.
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FanficFanFic about Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw. (Bradley Bradshaw x OC Mitchell) ~~~~~~ Bradley and Emma grew up as best friends, since they were the children of Nick "Goose" Bradshaw and Pete "Maverick" Mitchell. They went through elementary, middle, and...