Guilty As Sin? (Nathan Prescott x reader)

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Y/n's pov
The weekend went by quickly and before I knew it was Sunday, and I was getting ready for my best friends funeral. I wore a long black skirt and a black blouse, both which I got with Mrs Prescott and Kristen. I didn't do any make up, knowing I would just cry it off. I've already had atleast 4 meltdowns today.

I invited Nathan, Dana, Drew, Drew dad, Mickey, and my parents. All people that I needed, and that I thought Steph would've liked to meet. At around 9:45 I left my room and waited in the parking lot. Andy was going to pick me, Nathan, and Dana up. After a few moments Nathan came out and hugged me, I sobbed in his  arms until Dana walked over. I pulled away from Nathan and Dana hugged me.

Eventually Andy showed up and we all got in his car. He too was teary eyed. When we arrived at the cemetery there was a priest waiting. The casket was above ground and we all got out of the car and walked over. It wasn't long after that everyone else showed up. I hugged everyone, and took note that my mom didn't come. Not that I was surprised.

Then the priest began, "Stephanie Thomas, was a young woman, who had a passion of writing, music, and friendship. Please allow her to have the eternity of rest." When he's done he steps backs and Andy goes up.  "Though I now only one of you had the pleasantry of meeting Steph, I want all of you to leave here feeling as though you did know her. Steph was considered a troubled teen, and I started working with her at a very young age. I watched her grow up, I watched her ups, and her downs. Steph could be difficult at first but the second you got her to crack she would become your best friend. She could put a smile on anyone's face and a frown if she wanted to. She was a very reminiscent person, always telling stories, always sharing memories, and waiting for the second she could make more."

Andy takes a deep breath but continues, "Steph was more than just a patient to me, she was honestly...my best friend." He finishes and steps away and then it's my turn, so I walk up. I clear my throat and begin, "I wanna thank all of you for coming. Not just for me, but for Steph too. As most of you know last summer I went to a rehabilitation center in Michigan. When I got there I was scared, nervous, and a little upset. However when I met the person that would be my roommate for the next few months those worried went away. Steph told me everything I need to know about the facility, the people, and the process. She treated me like we had known each other for years. I truly believe that if she was there, then I wouldn't be here. She loved hearing about Arcadia bay, and Blackwell. Everything about my life and I equally loved hearing about hers. She had many goals...and aspirations and I wish she could've accomplished all of them. Not a day goes bye that I don't think of her." I finish and I didn't even realize there were tears coming out of my eyes.