TWO- the funeral

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FRIDAY 22ND MARCH, 2019  9:03

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FRIDAY 22ND MARCH, 2019  9:03

i grab a gin n' tonic before walking back to the couch to sit down between vanya and klaus. vanya was pretty quiet today for obvious reasons.

i turn to her and whisper "im guessing diego was an ass to you about your book?"

she turns to look at me "they hate me" she says like she had given up on them

"oh well youve still got me and worse things can happen" i say trying to cheer her up

i failed.

"yeah well they are my siblings. i kinda need them." she said in a pissed tone before getting up and walking away

"oh" i turn back around and taking a swig of my drink and watch as she walks away with a solemn look on her face.

"that went well" i say to myself zoning out again

i feel klaus shake my shoulder and smile at me. i smile back and lean my head on his shoulder. although trying to stay in contact with him has proven to be difficult its always nice to know that hes still here for me. whether he was high or not. vanya walks in and sits down next to me again looking less pissed off as she did before. i hear her whisper a little "sorry" so in return i just slightly smile at her. klaus gets up to get a drink before tuning back into my brothers conversation.

"so i figured we could have some sort of memorial service, in the courtyard at sundown" i hear luther say. he continues "say a few words, just at dads favourite spot."

wait dad had a favourite sp-

"dad had a favourite spot?" allison spoke out of confusion.

reading my mind allison because what is he talking about.

"you know, under the oak tree. we used to sit out there all the time." luther speaks before pausing and looking around confused for a second "none of you ever did that?"

"no?" i say still slightly confused. i guess we were all right when we said luther was always dads favourite.

"will there be refreshments?" klaus asks "tea? scones? cucumber sandwiches are always a winner" klaus turns looking back at me with an amused smirk on his face before putting his cigarette back in his mouth.

"what? no. and put that out you know dad didnt allow smoking in here." luther says staring at klaus in astonishment of how emotionless he was treating the funeral.

"is that my skirt?" allison says turning to klaus.

"what?" klaus says turning back to allison and looking down to the skirt "oh, yeah, this. i found it in your room" he says starting to walk up to the coffee table. "its a little dated, i know, but its very breathey on the bits." he spoke gesturing to his area. as he speaks i burst out with a small giggle.

my laugh is interrupted by a very serious luther "listen up. theres still some important things we need to discuss, all right?"

"like what?" both me and diego inquire at the same time.

"like the way he died." luther states like it was obvious .

"and here we go." diego murmurs whilst looking around and sighing.

"i mean he was old didnt he just kick the bucket?" i look around asking causing klaus to laugh a quick "yeah, what she said!"

"yeah i dont understand either. i thought they said it was a heart attack?" vanya quickly adds before luther carrys on.

"yeah, according to the coroner."luther states.

"well, wouldnt they know?" i ask looking at him strangely.

"theoretically-" luther says before allison buts in "theortically?"

"im just saying, at the very least, something happened" he paused "the last time i talked to dad he sounded strange."

klaus who was gurgling his drink quickly added "oh, quelle surprise!" as i hit his shoulder to stop myself from laughing before i say "so we arent gonna trust professionals now?" i put my arms up in defence "im just saying dads always been odd as shit our whole childhood was literally his little experiment and-"

"strange how?" allison cuts me off.

"he sounded on edge. told me i should be careful who to trust." he glares at everyone in the room.

diego looks like hes almost trying to synthesize with him "luther, he was a paranoid, bitter old man." he slowly gets up "who was starting to lose what was left of his marbles." he adds.

"no. he must have known something was gonna happen." he turns to klaus "look, i know you dont like to do it, but i need you to talk to dad" he states whilst i get up to go get a drink and scoff.

"i cant just call dad in the afterlife and be like, 'dad could you just, stop playing tennis with hitler for a moment and take a quick call?'" klaus blurted out suddenly.

"since when thats your thing" luther argued.

"im not in the right... frame of mind" he gives up leaning back onto the couch.

"your high?" allison questions.

"yeah! yeah!" klaus answers with a laugh.

"después de todo la mierda que estaba diciendo?" i say clearly frustrated and walking back from the bar with my second gin n' tonic of the day to stand next to the couch.

"what is she saying?" allison turns to ask diego

"she said what YOU are saying is bullshit and she wonders how we aren't all feeling high" diego says pointing at luther with a smirk

"it's not bullshit! he needs to sober up, this is important." luther bellowed at us in a parenting tone as i cower back slightly from the loud noise "then theres the issue of the missing monocle"

"who gives a shit about a stupid monocle?" diego says angrily.

"exactly, its worthless. so whoever took it, i think it was personal." he stops looking around at us all. "someone close to him. someone with a grudge"

"where are you going with this?" klaus asks clearly overwhelmed.

"oh, isnt it obvious, klaus? he thinks one of us killed dad" diego stares at him dead in the eyes.

"you do!?" klaus quickly asks. "how could you think that?" vanya adds. "he was our so called dad too luther" i say starting to walk away.

"great job luther way to lead." diego states and thats the last thing i hear before im out the room and slowly walking to my basic, childhood bedroom





END OF CHAPTER 2!!

okay so im kinda surprised about how quick i wrote this again let me know if this is shitty please and thank youuuuu





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