The Three WolfMates

Chapter 49 - Dance With My Father

Liam POV

"Don't let me go I might fall"

"I wouldn't just keep pedaling Liam I'm still holding on"

"Okay Dad; I think I'm doing it now you can let go"

"I already have" I look behind me as I'm riding my bicycle at my Dad in the distance as he fades away.

When I woke up on my teary pillow wrapped in Dethan arms I realized it was the day we put my father to rest.

"Another one?" Dethan asked looking at me.

"Yes. I don't think I can do this today" I said as tears fell from my eyes.

"We're all here for you" Nathan reassured me while wiping away my tears.

After I composed myself and took a shower I headed downstairs for breakfast with my family. It seemed like everyone was just sleepwalking. Dad was the glue that kept all of us together and now that the glue is gone we're just a few stones lying around. My mom hasn't gotten out of bed or even left her room since the day it happened. Every time we hear her cries from their room it breaks us more and more each time.

Some of the family had arrived for the funeral in the last two days. We shared our favorite memories of my Dad and got some childhood memories from his friends. Those were the tolerable moments during this difficult time for us.

When the time came for us to get ready for the funeral everyone went to their rooms. I knocked on the door to inform my Mom we would be ready in an hour. I wanted to walk in and comfort her after she began to cry again but the door was still locked. So I walked away with a sinking feeling once again.

We were all waiting for my Mom to come downstairs so we could go. Everyone else had left except Dwayne, Sam, Emila, and myself.

"My beautiful children" Mom spoke as she walked down the stairs and walked towards us.

"I know I have been tucked away for the past few days and I'm sorry. Every time I thought I had the strength to get up out of bed to comfort all of you; the pain kept coming back 10 times hard. I should've been the one holding everyone together like he would." She said with teary eyes.

"We had each other Mom" Sam assured her.

"We knew you needed time and we understood why" Emilia continued.

"Dad was your soulmate. No hurt like that can be dealt with with a smile or holding it together." I explained to her.

"Just know that we'll be here for one another no matter what" Dwayne added.
She pulled us all in for a hug for a few minutes until we decided it was time to go.

My family and I stepped out of the car where the funeral was to take place. At the top of a hill with a field of flowers on the left and a clear river on the right. When we first arrived here my dad and I went for a walk and stumbled upon this beautiful place. We sat down and talked for hours. I remembered when he said this was his peaceful place.

The funeral quickly began the moment we arrived. Dad was at the front in a midnight blue casket in his favorite black suit. When it was time for Mom to read the eulogy Dwayne, Sam, Emilia and I accompanied her.

"Anderson Philip Scott was a wonderful husband, a loving father, a thoughtful friend, and a great being. Anderson never liked funerals from a young age. The first one he ever attended was his father's. But the only thing he remembered from the dreadful day was the way his mother made everyone laugh through the pain with the eulogy. So I must make him proud. He has always said he wants a traditional burial and not be cremated. 'When I'm gone I don't want to be in a dusty urn sitting somewhere in the house catching cobwebs. I want to be buried on a hilltop where I can sense the world moving around me. I want to be buried in a place that gives my family and friends comfort when they visit me. I may pull their leg to scare them but I always want them to know I'm their listening ear when they have no one else to talk to.' His words, not mine..."

Mom carried on with the eulogy through tears, laughs, and smiles. As we carried the casket to the burial site it was finally kicking in that I would never see my dad again. I will never get to joke with him, I will never get to hold him again, I will never get to tease him again and I will never have my dad to comfort me when I cry again.

I don't think I would've made it through today without my family, friends, and mates. This was an emotional roller-coaster I never want to be on ever again. Everyone was now in our backyard either having conversations, eating, or drinking.

As the wait was coming to an end I told Ethan to play my dad's favorite song "Dance With My Father" by Luther Vandross. When the song began to play I walked over to my mom and took her hand to dance. I could remember how he would hold her while singing and dancing to this very song. We were now doing the same but now with tears in our eyes.

Then at one point Dwayne, Sam, and Emilia joined in with us. We may disagree and fight but the one thing all of us will always share is the love we have for our parents.

"But Dear Lord she's dying to dance with my father again.....Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream." We sang to her and gave her a big hug. After a while, everyone else joined in.

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This chapter makes me realize that the book has finally come to an end. Thank you everyone❤️
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