Funeral 🪦

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Kevin POV
One week later:

Ever since my mom death I've been avoiding the world and drinking, It's self fish of me, but who cares. Not to mention Andrew hasn't text me not once. Not even a phone call! Even when he was in his lowest I at least called him. I don't know maybe I'll go see him after my mom's funeral.

Even though I got dressed up for my mom funeral, and no matter how much cologne. I still smell like alcohol, I don't smell like it, I reek of it.

The door open and it was Marcus, eyes are red and glassy, slow speech, enlarged pupils, twitches, Paranoid, he's definitely using again.

"I thought you were sober," I said, Marcus  ran his finger through his hair, "W-What do you mean....I am," Marcus said nervously.

"You don't have to lie to me. Where all going through a tough time," I signed.

"Well...If you put it that way, I guess....But! It's not a lot! Only enough to keep me calm!" Marcus explained.

Marcus kept looking around and running his hand through his hair, "I couldn't care less about drugs, is the funeral about to start?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, dad said he's going to do the speech then the gathering," Marcus said. A funeral then a gathering..That's new, gathering for what? Her death? "Do you remember the speech dad told you to say?" Marcus asked.

"Yeah, what about you?" I asked, "I remember don't worry," He chuckled.

Surprisingly he remembers.

"So now what? You gonna put your good boy act on?" I asked.

"Hey...You know it's not a choice....You know dad wants us to be this way." Marcus replied.

"We don't have to be this way," I snapped.

I pushed Marcus out the way and my way to the church which he followed, of course there were alot of people, famous people. Now the funeral is about them, not my mom, this is why it should've been family only.

My mom didn't know all these people, dad is just trying to get more connections that's what this is all about, in fact he only shed a couple of tears infront of me. That stupid ass bastard.

I saw my dad talking to some people, he then notice Marcus instead of me, "Hey, Marcus! My boy, come here," Rome said.

Of course he tells Marcus to come and Marcus will exactly do it cause he does everything, he's the favorite and always will be.

Marcus said something to him, Rome looked at me "You too come here Kevin," Rome directed.

I chose not to but then I saw Marcus mouth the words please, I'm a good brother so I went and my dad smiled at me, "Here's my other son, Kevin, Marcus is better than him but he'll get there eventually," Rome smiled.

I kept my cool, this was fine, this wasn't anything that I'm not use too.

The group of people laughed at my dad horrible joke, "Oh, I want to tell you boys something." Rome said.

He pulled me and Marcus and this lady away from the group, "What is it?" I asked. "You see this beautiful woman right here?" Rome asked. I raised my eyebrows, "I know you guys are sad about your mother's death and everything, so.....I got a replacement!" He smiled.

I frowned, "A fucking replacement, are you fucking stupid?!" I shouted.

"Who the fuc— Kevin lower your voice," Rome gritted. "You seriously brought a replacement then got the nerve to tell me to lower my voice?!" I shouted.

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