The McLaren Boys (Oscar Pastry)

2.3

Rose's POV

The day of the funeral.

For the past two days, I didn't really care what i'm doing, so I was mostly in bars getting drunk, then been in bed till four in the afternoon.

Oscar and Charles have been annoying me with "this isn't good for you" or "you're coping wrong".

Ask me if I care.

Do it.

Ask me.

I don't.

I got a knock on my door, even though Oscar was firstly in this room, I told him to get his own.

"Come in." I mumbled, but remembered they can't, because the door is locked.

I stood up, making me close my eyes, the dizziness washing through my body.

I didn't know if it's from alcohol, or the low iron and to be completely honest, I don't fucking care.

I opened the door, surprised to see Alexandra standing in front of them.

"What are you doing here?" I rolled my eyes at her and she looked kinda hurt. Don't care.

"I came to talk to you." she said and got past me, then sat on a chair next to the bed.

"Sit." she ordered and I shook my head.
"No, you won't tell me what to do." I snapped and she took a deep breath.

"Then stand. I don't care, just listen to me." she said completely calm.

I sat down anyway, but just because I wanted to.

"What do you want?" I asked unbothered while looking at my freshly done manicure.
(I did my nails💅)

"I want you to listen to me." she asked of me and I rolled my eyes again.
"Talk, then." I shrugged.

"You should stop with all that "I don't care" attitude. It's hurting you. I know both, Charles and Oscar has said that to you a million times, it's not healthy for you." she spoke and a snorted.

"As if I care." I sapped at her and she was not surprised.
"Look, I know how you feel, okay? I lost my dad two years ago and it still hurts. Very badly. But I get through it. I have Charles now, i'm happy, i'm healing. You will heal too. Definitely not after two days, but you will.

You will never be fully healed though. Ask Charles, or Arthur, or even Pierre if you'd like. We all know you forever feel the pain. It's endless.

Your Mama wouldn't want this; believe me. She wants her child to be happy. So she can watch you from heaven and be "what a beautiful child I have. I am so proud of her."

You would like that, right?" she ended.

I awkwardly nodded. She was right.

Mama wouldn't be proud of me right now. She would be sad to see me like this.

"You're right." I said defended, looking down.
"I know it hurts, darling. But the alcohol won't help you with that." she whispered.
"I know." I answered quietly.

She stood up, giving me a big hug.
"Thank you." I teared down and her blouse caught the single tear that fell out of my eye.

"Are you completely ready for today?" she asked unsure while pulling away.

That's when it hit me.

The speech.

"I need Charles." I shouted frustrated and she chuckled.
"The speech?" she asked and I nodded enthusiastically.

"I'll go get him." she smiled and I thanked her.

After good ten minutes Charles knocked on the door, smiling at me before stepping in.

"I'm sorry, Char." I started, but he cut me off.
"It's okay, ma chou. Only that you're okay. I hears you need some help with the speech." he hugged me.

I got a lot of hugs the last few days. It was obvious why, but I wasn't used to it.

"Let's get to work then." he smiled and I nodded, smiling back.

After twenty minutes, we had done, Charles being proud of himself.

"Thank you for helping me frère." (brother) I looking at me, but he just shook his head.
"Don't thank me. It's what siblings do." he grinned.

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I was walking to the graveyard with Oscar's hand in mine.

"Amore..." I mumbled and he hummed.
"I'm sorry for everything." I apologised.

"Sun, it's okay. You're having a rough week." he gave me a light kiss on the forehead.

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They were lifting my mum to the grave. I thought about it for a second. It was our last day together.

before this, I never really thought about this. Losing my mum. I always had her by my side

I held onto Oscar, crying into
his shoulder.

I couldn't help myself.

I was broken.

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SOOOOO????

i'm so sorry for this boring and short chapter, but I promise you tomorrow will be a bit of drama but not much.

if you saw any mistakes, no you didn't.

love you all.

sending love🫶🏼

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