𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 - 𝐵.𝐸

27 - 𝘈𝘵 𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵

As I stood there in the pew, looking down at the casket of my best friend, I felt a sense of emptiness that I couldn't describe. It was like a part of me had been ripped away, leaving a void that could never be filled. The cemetery was filled with mourners, all dressed in black and dabbing at their eyes with tissues. But for me, the world around me had faded away, and I was lost in my own thoughts. My girlfriend stood beside me holding my hand , as Alisons mother wiped her tears.

I remembered the times we spent together, the laughter and the tears we shared. We had been inseparable ever since that night, I felt like I had lost a part of myself. I thought of all the things we had planned to do together, the trips we had talked about taking, and the dreams we had shared. But now, those dreams would never come true, and I was left with an ache in my heart that would never go away.

The priest's words drifted over me, but I couldn't focus on them. All I could think about was Alison and how much I missed her. The weight of grief was heavy, and I felt like I was suffocating. But I knew I had to be strong, for her family, our friends and for myself.

They did an autopsy, he had been slowly poisoning herself the three days prior to the trial with a certain berry that grows from a nightshade bush. I knew exactly where she had gotten it from, her uncle's house. I asked her what that plant was the first time I ever visited that house.

As the service ended, I approached the casket and placed a single rose on top. Tears streamed down my face as I whispered my final goodbye. After the court hearing last week they officially charged her with the murder of Robin. I still couldn't understand why she would give her life for her friends and how she even managed to but I would rather go to the jail than have her six feet below me.

I gave Sadie my necklace of a butterfly she had given me, to be placed around her neck as the mortician prepared her for burial.Her spirit would live on, and she would always be a part of me. Billie and I laid two lavender roses on her casket. But as I turned to leave, I felt a hand on my shoulder, her uncle we had visited a few times embraced me in a hug.

He hugged me tightly, and I felt his love and comfort envelop me. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to me. I knew I wasn't alone in my grief. We were all mourning together, and we would get through it, one day at a time. He handed me a small beige envelope and smiled before I put it in my purse, I asked what it was and he just held my hand and said for later.

None of us had been back to school, we couldn't handle the stars and comments we would receive. Nick was arrested at his home a few hours after that day, he was facing five to twenty years which wasn't nearly enough but at least he's paying for his crimes.

My mother and father drove me home after the service Alison's family held. I made my way up the stairs into my bedroom which had been the same way I left it since the court day. I fell into my bed not bothering to change out of my black clothes and cried into my pillow for what felt like hours.

As I lay there in bed, surrounded by the darkness, tears streamed down my face. The pain in my heart was overwhelming, and I felt like I would never be able to shake it off. Alison and her laugh was constantly on my mind. I missed her so much that it felt like a physical ache.

I closed my eyes, trying to block out the memories that haunted me. But they kept coming, like a never-ending stream. Memories of laughter and joy, of late nights and secrets shared. Memories of the way she would hug me tight, and the sound of her voice as she told me that everything would be okay. But now, everything is far from okay. She was gone.

Even memories from when we nearly killed each other came to my mind. If only I could go back.

I buried my face in my pillow, muffling my sobs. It felt like the tears would never stop, like my heart would never heal. I wished I could turn back time, to the days when she was still alive and by my side. But that was impossible. I was stuck in this present, this reality where she was no longer with me.