Missing and Broken

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Do not play the song until noted

We had a funeral for Beth the very next day. In the respect of her memory, we decided that we were all going to wear black. She would have wanted us to do things the way that it had been done before the apocalypse.

Lori, my mother, and I stood in a room getting ready for the funeral. Carl and Daryl had gone on a run and brought back the things that no one seemed to want, which included dresses and tuxes.

I slipped into the dress that Carl had brought back for me with a straight face. I couldn't smile. I couldn't do anything.

My mother stood behind me and took my long, dirty hair off of my shoulder and twisted it into a bun.

I lowered my head to the floor to let the tears fall. I missed her so much.

We walked outside where Daryl had placed her body next to a deep hole. That's all she was now. A girl. In a hole.

Carl came behind me and placed his arms around me. My mother gave a sheepish smile and walked over to sit by Daryl. Rick held a bible and Maggie stood, clutching his arm. She sobbed and sobbed while Glenn rubbed her back.

I looked down at Beth's empty body and thought of all the times that we had spent together. Laughing. Singing. Talking. It was all going because she was gone.

The tears fell even harder down my face and down onto Carl's arm.
He had on a tux that seemed to have been really expensive. He looked amazing, but I couldn't really focus, with my blurry eyes and clouded head.

Rick finished reading from the bible and I fell.

"Beth," I sobbed, "Why did you leave me?"

Carl fell down next to me, pulling me into his chest.

"I love you," I whispered, "And I always will Bethy."

"Sing, Joce," my mother said.

Carl helped me up and I looked at my mother, "What?"

She gave me a smile, "Sing for Beth. You guys used to do it all the time. Sing one last song for her."

I racked my brain for something to sing and then my mind went to a song that I had written after my grandfather had died. *play video* (I do not own this song or its lyrics. All rights go to Miley Cyrus)

Sha la la la la, sha la la la la

You used to call me your angel

Said I was sent straight down from heaven

And you'd hold me close in your arms

I thought of the way you felt so strong

I never wanted you to leave

I wanted you to stay here holdin' me

I miss you, I miss your smile

And I still shed a tear every once in a while

And even though it's different now

You're still here somehow

My heart won't let you go

And I need you to knowI miss you,

sha la la la la

I miss you

You used to call me your dreamer

And now I'm livin' out my dream

Oh, how I wish you could see

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