*July 8th, 2015*
Camry's POV
I woke up at 6:45am and Anisha was still sleep. I got off the couch and went upstairs. I picked out my funeral attire which wasn't much. I was wearing a shirt that me and Deandre got made together. It was a collage of me and him and his shirt was white and said "My Sisters Keeper" and mine was black and said "My Brothers Keeper". I had some black skinny jeans and some black heels. I got in the shower and did all my hygienes. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair down my back. I looked in the mirror and my face was red and my eyes were puffy. I washed my face but you could still see the pain.
I walked in my room and looked at my clothes. Who would've known that I would be attending this funeral today? I shook my head and checked my phone. I had a lot of messages of people telling me to keep my head up. I didn't text nobody back.
I slipped on a white tank top and some basketball shorts and went downstairs. Anisha was still sleep so I went to cook breakfast. Ill just make us some eggs, bacon and toast. Anisha woke up once she smelled the food. She walked up to me and hugged me. She threw me a half smile but I couldn't smile back. She ran upstairs then I heard the shower come on. I stood over the sink and cried for a few minutes.
By the time I started cracking open the eggs, Anisha came from her shower. She picked up the bread and started the toast. When the food was done, we sat down and tried to eat. Today will be a very long day.
It was now 9:30am and the funeral started at 11am. The family had to meet at Auntie Keisha's house at 10:15am. Anisha and I went upstairs to start getting dressed. I ironed my shirt and wiped off my heels. Motherfuckers was about to be mad at me because I didn't wear the shit they wanted us to wear. Black dresses and shit.
I walked downstairs and rolled me another Kush blunt. I fired it up and took a long drag out of it. Anisha came down the steps in a black high low dress with a gold belt and some black and gold sandals. I passed her the blunt and we just kept the rotation. When we finished the extendo, I grabbed my keys and we headed to Auntie Keisha's house.
We pulled up and everybody was there. "Where have y'all been? It's 10:30am. We were supposed to been at the building.", Auntie Keisha bitched. "If you would've left him on the machine longer, we wouldn't be having his funeral!", I yelled back. Everybody looked at me and back to Aunt Keisha. Today wasn't the day to be fucking with me. "Okay. The cars are divided like this. Keisha, Camry and kids , Jay, Christy & Dalvin. The other car will be Deona, Anisha, Jamia & James.", the funeral director instructed. "No sir, I'll be driving my own car.", I said getting in my car.
The funeral lined trailed along most of the town's street until we reached the building. Everyone proceeded to follow the funeral's program. All the friends went in and sat to the right. Then the family lined up by two's, and sat to the left.
When we all was seated, I couldn't pick my head up. I couldn't look at the casket in front of me or think about who was in it. "Let's please have a moment of silence for Mr. Deandre Ladell Robinson.", the pastor said after the prayers.
I closed my eyes and thought about the very last moment that me and Deandre had alone. We was seating in the Pizza Parlor after my moma's funeral. "Yo Tink? Can you get the waitress number for me?", Deandre asked laughing. "Yea I gotchu fav.", I had responded. The girl had walked back over to us and stood there. "My cousin want your number.", I stated. She looked at Deandre and rolled her eyes. "He's not my type. He look like a thug". I looked at Deandre and he was offended. I stood up and beat that bitch ass. We got put out and she got fired for rude service.
"Do we have anyone that wants to sing, recite a poem or just last words to Deandre and his family?", the pastor asked. A couple of people raised their hands. A few people spoke then the room door opened.
"I've been knowing Camry, Deandre and Anisha since kindergarten." said a voice from the back. I turned around and it was Jay. "We used to call ourselves the "FOUR" musketeers. But when Camry and I started dating in the 6th Grade, DeAndre and I grew apart. We never disliked each other it was just like we never knew each other.", he spoke as he looked around the room. He started crying then his eyes landed on mine. "I really fuc.. messed up when I cheated on Camry. DeAndre hated me then. DeAndre would've gave anything to keep a smile on Camry and Anisha's faces. I just wished I would've had the chance to be back one hunnid with him." Jay stepped down and walked over to us. "Ms. Keisha, I'm sorry for your lost. Camry & Anisha, if y'all need anybody, I'm here." Jay said looking sincere. "But I have to leave and tend to my children.", He said and walked back out.
There were cries all across the room. I felt a chill being sent through my body and tears trickle down my face. Something possessed my body to stand up. I felt all eyes on me as I stood at the podium. "What did I do to deserve this? I didn't even get one last kiss from you. Ohh cousin. God took your love from me. He needed an Angel so it seems." I begin to sing "Missing You" by 1st Lady. Nobody knew I could sing. Not even Anisha. But Deandre did. "And I can't keep on living this way. I need you here with me. Why did HE take you away from me?", I stopped. I felt my throat close and my eyes filled with tears. I fell to my knees and screamed. "DEANDRE! Come back to me. I can't live without you.", I yelled. Everyone started crying again and the choir started to sing. Anisha helped me up and I stood up looking at Deandre's casket. I knew this was my last goodbye. I walked to DeAndre's casket and kissed him on his cheek. I laid a picture of me and him next to his cold body. I started walking away silently.
I stood outside soaking in the good air. I looked to the sky and I seen Deandre. My baby got his wings and has flown away. My eyes filled with tears again and I tried to hold them back. But they soon escaped. "I love you Tink." I felt someone hold me but when I turned around it wasn't anyone there. I knew it was DeAndre but I didn't want to believe it. "See you later DeAndre. Lawd I'm missing you."
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A Cry For Help
Teen FictionCamry Robinson is living in a world where she feels so alone. Losing almost everybody she loves, she questions her purpose in the cold world. Will she find help or will she lose her mind? Read to find out ‼️