My brothers bestfriend (A.M fanfiction) [EDITING]

Chapter 35

Mahones house

Austin pov:

It's been 3 weeks since Mema passed away and her funerals is a day away.
I don't know how I've managed to not shed a tear.
Hazels been helping me through the process of someone you loved dying ... I guess I'm in the denial stage.
I couldn't help but stay home for the past weeks I guess I couldn't let anybody see me so vulnerable at this point. The only people whose ever seen me cry is Alex , my mom and of course Mema.
I didn't need anyone to see me at my lowest but I'm slowly cracking everyday inside.
But the feeling of Jesus wrapping his warm arm around my Mema warms my heart knowing that she isn't suffering or in any pain anymore but then knowing years later I'll have to wait to be reunited tears my heart out.
I want to be able to go to her house without thinking nothing of it.
To see her small body hovering over the kitchen stove as she makes my favourite dinner.
But that's not going to happen...

"Mom I'm just going to Hazel's for a bit" I say as I reach the bottom of the steps

"You can't A-Austin you need to help with the funeral"
She sniffles as she holds Mema's matching Halloween outfit we wore when I was 7 and we went out trickle treating that day I lost all my candy because some 9th grader boys stole them.
But she told me to keep my chin up because there not worth it.
She then promised they'd be plenty of candy by the time I got home.
And she wasn't lying.
There was a mountain of candy my eyes lit up like Christmas lights as me and Mema looked at each other then pounced at the bags full of candy.
All that night we ate candy till we felt sick.
It was worth.

"I-I'm sorry I just cant" I say as I exit the house towards my car.
As I start the engine I could hear the faint calls of my name been shouted.
I look at the rear mirror and see my mom collapse to the floor as her cries fade the further I drove down the driveway.
I hate seeing her like this but the house and the funeral planning is just depressing me.

A few moments later, I reach Hazel's door I collapsed on the porch while it started to pour down with rain.
The pitter patter of the rain creates a shield around me.
I pulled the black hood over my saturated form as I saunter in the soft rain, small pellets of water spitting on my hands as the remainder of the drops quench the scattered puddles decorating the floor.

"Austin?!" Hazel uttered in shocked as she kneeled down to my level with her pjs still on.

"I can't do it! I can't live without her no more!"
I murmured as she cradled me.

"My beautiful Austin...she would want you to be happy.
I know it's hard baby but you'll get through it ...we all will" She mumbled as she rocked us back and fourth while we sat there in the pouring rain.
The world turned into a blur, and so did all the sounds.
The taste.
The smell.
Everything was just gone.
I paused trying to hold back the strange feelings rumbling inside me but I couldn't.
A lone tear traced down my cheek, and just like that, the floodgates opened.
So many tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down my face.
My chin trembled as if I was a small child.
I breathed heavier than I ever had before. I was gasping for air that simply wasn't there.
My throat burned forming a silent scream.
Is this what crying felt like? A part of me dying inside yet, relief.
I cried my heart out unceasingly as my hands clutch at hazels top but hazel didn't say anything she just rocked me back letting me get out my pain, frustration and anger.
A tiny lapse let me pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears as I screamed up to the sky "Why?!" before I collapsed again, my howls of misery worsening.

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The day of the funeral

Hazel pov:

It was the day of Memas funeral.
I looked at my self in the mirror.
I looked in the corner of the room as something on Austin's nightstand caught my eye.
It was a picture of Mema and little Austin in a picture frame.
It hurt me to see Austin in that state yesterday.
He loves her so much.
We all do.
Even I do and I only met her the night she passed away.
She was the best thing that ever happened to this family and now it's like someone ripped abit of there heart away ....even mine.
That Mema was something special ....she really was.

Austin pov:

The dark, grey sky represented my emotions.
The grief in the air hung like a thick, wool blanket, draped over all of us.
There were no smiles from the remembrance of her, stories which we remembered about the good times we'd had.
Only sorrow over the loss of this wonderful soul.
It felt as if time itself was standing still; that this was just a horrible nightmare, and I was trying to escape.
Desperately trying to come out of this darkness that was my new life.
A new life without my Mema.
I don't remember the cold, getting into the car, nor the drive back home.
The image of her coffin being lowered into the cold, hard earth replayed itself over and over again in my mind.
I couldn't believe it.
As I just laid on my bed looking up at my ceiling.
Suddenly it hit me.
It hit me like a ton of bricks.
She was gone.
Forever gone.
All the memories we shared came flooding back and it wouldn't stop.
The long held back tears began to flow.
And I wasn't ashamed.
I loved her.
Now she was gone a light had been extinguished forever in my heart.

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~R.I.P Mema💕