Caleb:Caleb sat at the top of the church, staring blankly into space. People were apologizing to him, people who had never even liked you. Just because you were dead, you were suddenly everyone's favorite person. His head was numb. He didn't know what he was going to do without you. You were literally the second half of him, and now you were gone. Stupid car crash.He was praying with everything that it was all some horrible nightmare, and that you would walk up to him any minute laughing. But it wasn't a dream, it was reality. And he was there, at the funeral, with everyone waiting for him to break. People think you're broke when you cry and break down, but its not. You're broke when you stop caring. Stop feeling. And that's what he was. He looked up at the coffin, your picture on it. He looked away, his breathing shallow. His ears were ringing, and suddenly he saw people looking at him, motioning for him to go up to the altar. He was meant to euligise you. He looked up and stood up, his legs trembling. He went up to the stand, grabbing the edges of it to steady himself. He coughed gruffly.
"When I first met Y/N, I was no here. I was that guy no one wanted to know about. And she was so nic-" he broke off his breathing heavy. "I can't do this", he said, and he ran off, his heart breaking as he did.
Toby: Toby sat down on his bed numbly. He had just went to your funeral. You had died of cancer. And he had no idea how to live in a world you weren't in. He grabbed your pillow and held it to his chest, tears falling down his face. He rocked himself back and forth.
" Daddy?" Toby straightened up and wiped his eyes. He looked at your three year old son, Jacob.
"Hey buddy", he said his voice cracking. Toby sent over and lifted him up.
" What are you doing up?", he asked him.
"I miss mommy. I want her to tell me a story", he said crying, putting his head into Toby's chest. Toby closed his eyes, willing himself to not totally break down.
" I miss her too Jacob. But she's still in our hearts. And you know where she always be?", he asked. Jacob looked up, his eyelashes water filled. He shook his head.
"In your dreams", Toby said softly. " You can talk to her, and go everywhere you want to with her, when you're dreaming ", he said. He hoped it was true. It needed to be true.
Jason:
Jason woke up, and straight away knew it was gonna be a bad day. You know the way when someone you love died, you get good and bad days? Yeah, well this was definitely a bad day. He kept seeing you everywhere. I mean, it was expected, it was the 1st year anniversary of your death. He got up, and saw you laughing smiling, crying. He couldn't get you out of his head. He grabbed his jacket and ran out the door. He ran until he got to the graveyard. It was empty. He liked it that way. He ran over the your headstone, and sat down beside it. He rubbed his face roughly. He hated the days he felt empty.
" Why did you leave me?", he said softly to the headstone, his eyes watering. "I needed you", he whispered, warm tears falling down his cheeks. " I still need you".
Ezra:
Ezra sat in his parents house, staring blankly into space. It was your funeral. You had died in a house fire. Ezra parent's held the funeral, because he could hardly think straight. He took a deep breath and looked around the sitting room. It was full of his parents friends. People who didn't even know Y/N. He stood up, wiping his red rimmed eyes.
"What is this?", he said to his parents. Everyone stopped and looked at him.
" Ezra, we know how you fe-"
"No you don't! You hated her!", he yelled at his mother, as he saw fake tears. " You all hated her!", he yelled, throwing the table full of food. Like finger food was going to help anything. He started throwing vases, when Wes ran over and pulled at his arms. Ezra struggled, then collapsed against him in a fit of tears as Wes tried to comfort someone who was broke.
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P.S sorry for long wait, been really busy :)
