𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Mason Thames

18 ", Deppresion"

[Family Line]
Conan Gray
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[ irl + time skip 45 days]

Olivia's pov:

I woke up yet again just like every other morning with a migraine and puffy eyes. My heart still felt shattered and empty even after all this time.

At this point I can't remember when I last had fun or smiled. It had been hard the past couple months and it still is. My fathers death hadn't been easy on any of our family. We hadn't even held a funeral yet.

Our mother in particular has had it very rough, she nearly lost her job due to lack of hours. Every time someone would bring up my dad or his funeral she would just snap.

I hasn't even seen her yet and I was already scared for what I would see. We hadn't gone to see her since me and my brother have been busy. He was still filming and so was I. I had finally returned after 2 weeks. They had many scenes I wasn't in already filmed and there was just a lot we had to take due to my absence.

When I did get back co-stars or crew would offer condolences and it was weird. Why would they care? They didn't know my dad they barley knew me..

My feelings of denial had began to come under wraps a few weeks ago and so has my guilt, although that didn't help my sense of loneliness and depression.

Of course I was still living with the cast as they filmed but I was a bit drifted. I would still talk and hang out with Mason but it wasn't the same. I felt more insecure around him then I did the others.

I was still close with Maddie and Becca but I didn't talk to Miguel, Tristan or Brady as much as before. Our conversations weren't the same, we didn't laugh like we used too or plan pranks together. Now it was just them and I miss it.

I want to get better, I really do. I miss everything about my friends and their stunts. I still want to forget about this but I know I can't.

I know that these feelings won't settle overnight because it's been many nights. I just want the funeral over and done with. It might bring a bit of peace to our family and some solitude and closure for my brother, my mother and myself.

I sighed bringing a pillow up to my face. My nose being squashed by the pillow and the sigh.
I had been thinking all afternoon which was nothing new. We weren't filming today since it was a Sunday so I was laying in bed.

I was in my favourite pyjamas. Stitch pants and a black hoodie. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time '2:22' hmm. A Angel number?

I smiled as if it was a good omen, a omen that my father was in heaven. I laughed before swiping up and going to Instagram. I looked through stories and posts before checking other socials. It was all pretty boring. I sighed again for the millionth time and looked back to my phone to see a new notification.

It was my mom.

Mom🖤

Hi sweetheart. I know I haven't
talked to you for a while but this is
about your fathers funeral. We will
Be holding in North Carolina since
it was his favourite place. I'll need you to
handle some details since I won't arrive till Tuesday and the funeral is Wednesday.

I guess I can do that around filming.

Thank you. Don't worry I will be staying in a hotel and leaving Thursday.

Oh alright.

Wow, what a coincidence. I was just thinking about the funeral. I sighed yet again just like 2 minutes ago. She's coming for 2 days, just
fucking great.

I thought putting my phone to my side. At least there's something to keep me busy for a while. I look again and see she sent me a list.

• choose flowers
• dry clean clothes + pick them up
• help clean venue
• write guest invitations
• arrange a funeral talk person
...

I have to do all that in 3 days, what am I a robot?! I continued to complain in my thoughts as I got io and headed down stairs. I walked into the kitchen and got a quick snack slash the best leftovers EVER!

It was left over hamburger helper. My Dad used to make it for us when we were younger since his Mom did it too. It was always amazing when he made it. We had some of my favourite memories eating it.

I smiled while grabbing a fork and taking a seat on the island. I began to take small bites and scroll through Instagram. It was all fine until a memorial for my dad popped up. My stomach immediately dropped.

I looked at the post one more time. It was a huge memorial online for him. A photo and online gifts being sent to "family". It was fake. Someone was using my fathers death for money.

"What the fuck." I said. I quickly went to the comments.

'Scam'
'He only has 2 kids'
'It's fake!!'

'At least people knew' I sighed. I quickly reported the post and messaged them to take it all down.

I finished up the leftovers and rinsed my dishes placing them in the sink. I ran back to my room and into my closet. I grabbed a pair of flared jeans and a adorable blue hoodie.

I threw it on and put my hair into a bun. I added light mascara and lip chap. I grabbed my wallet and put it into my pocket. I wasn't very excited to plan my fathers funeral. I really hated it.

I wanted to test Jacob or at least Mason asking for their help but I knew they were filming. I got over myself and left the house locking my door. I decided to walk there so I can clear my head and feelings.

Now there is no denying he's gone.

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