Age (Hayes Grier)

•Chapter 12•

"Oh my god!!!!!!" My dads yells. I held her body lifeless.

-Few Hours Earlier-

I was at Magcon. The last day of Magcon. It was very sad. My 2nd family fell apart. April 17, 2014. We were all circled up in circle. This is the end. The next day, I was at the airport with Cam on our way back home. I was sad and depressed the whole day. We finally landed in LA. I saw my mom at the airport. I ran to her. I cried on her shoulders.

"I love you."

"I love you more Mommy." Everything just hit me like a train. My mom and I went back home. I got out of the car and walked inside the house. They greeted me with a family group hug. They know Magcon ended. Some of the boys were still gonna be in it but I wasn't. It hurted to much to see some of the guys leave. And it wouldn't be the same.

"I know your sad, Edith. But we're gonna go to Chico's Pizza. Let's go?" My dad says.
(not my uncles restaurant)

"Sure. Mom, you gonna go?"

"Nahh. I'm okay. I'm not hungry. In plus, I have clothes to fold." I nod. My dad gives my mom a kiss. My little brother hugs her. My two brothers and dad go to the car.

"I love you so much, Mom."

"I love you more, Edith Summers." I hug her one last time. I kiss her on the cheek. I walk to the car. I wave at her. She waves back.

-At Chico's Pizza-

"So how was Magcon? All of it." My brother, Adam asked me. He's my older brother.

"It was the best experience ever. I'll miss it and everybody."

"Edith, will you play some games with me?" My little brother, Chris asked me. I nod. We laughed and had a great time. Adam is 20. Chris is 12 about to turn 13 in July. We were there for 1 hour and 1/2. I just wanted to lay in my own bed and sleep. We go back home.

I walk upstairs to my mom and dad's room while my dad and brothers were in the living room watching a soccer game. I open the door. My mom wasn't there. I check the bathroom. Her body in the bathtub. I started crying and yelling. I grab her body out of the bathtub. I check her pulse. Nothing, zero.

"Oh my god!!!!!!" My dad yells. I held her body lifeless. My dad started crying. He dialed 911.

"Hello. My wife committed suicide." He hang up the phone. I just hug my mom. I yell and yell and yell and I couldn't stop. My brothers come upstairs.

"You guys don't have to see this." My dad says.

"Mom?" Chris looked at us. Mom in my arms and me yelling. "Mom!!!!!!!!!" The police and the people who take the dead bodies are here. Chris cried in Adam arms. I cry in my dad's arms.

"These were left on the kitchen counter." The police officer gives us seven envelopes. One for dad, Adam, Chris, Hayes, Nash and me. Dad and the boys opened their envelopes. I leave mine closed. I'm not ready.

-2 Weeks Later-

It was the day for the funeral. I haven't left my bed for two weeks. Unless I wanted water or needed to use the restroom. I hardly ate. Life right now wasn't good.

"Today is the day." I tweeted. I started to get dress. It was 12 and the funeral started at 1 pm. I was wearing a black beautiful dress, nude lipstick, high black pumps, my hair in a waterfall braid, and just concealer. I took 3o mins to get dress. I walk downstairs to see everyone there. Hayes, Nash, Cameron, Taylor, Matt, Aaron, Jacob, Shawn, Cater, Johnson, Gilinsky, Mahogany, and my family were downstairs waiting for me.

I hug my family first, next Mahogany, Gilinsky, Johnson, Carter, Shawn, Jacob, Aaron, Matt, Taylor, Nash, and last was Hayes. I hug Hayes tight and long and tear roll down my eye. I gave Nash and Hayes the envelopes my mom left them.