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Sitting the the third row pew in St. Patrick's Church felt absolutely devastating. I was seated with Anastasia on my right and Hughie on my left.
It was the 'friends' row and it consisted of Myself, Anastasia, Gibsie, Claire, Hughie, Katie and Lizzie. Along with some of the other Lynch siblings friends.
Feely was seated in the row in front of us, beside Joey's girlfriend, Aoife.
And in the front row was Shannon and her siblings.
I felt horrible for them, having both of their parents die. Especially since their father was so awful.
Anastasia reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers.
"You doing okay?" I asked quietly.
"Sort of," She forced a smile, but I could see her eyes were filled with tears.
The mass was ending and I watched as Shannon's father's family stood to shoulder his coffin out of the church.
It was now their mother's turn to be shouldered out so I watched as Shannon's older brothers, Darren and Joey stood. When they both froze and stared at the coffin in defeat, I felt confused.
"What's wrong?" Shannon asked, walking over to her brothers.
"We need six people to carry her," Darren whispered, "I didn't think, I don't know what to do."
"Patrick?" Darren then called out.
Everyone's eyes shot to a startled looking Patrick who mumbled, "Yeah?"
"Will you shoulder our mother with us?"
"Are you sure?" Patrick hesitated, "You want me?"
"Yes," Darren nodded, "We want you and she would too."
Patrick stood and walked towards the coffin. Then two more men stood and followed.
"We just need one more," Darren sniffled.
"Gussie," Joey said as he pointed to Gibsie, "I need a favor, lad."
"Say no more, buddy," Gibsie was on his feet, "Gussies here."
With them shouldering the coffin down the aisle, everyone got to their feet and followed after it.
We all watched as the coffin was lowered into the ground and Feely began to sing.
Once the coffin was in the ground, people began dispersing, wanting to give the family room to grieve.
Anastasia grabbed my hand and let me towards the gates of the cemetery.
"That was so sad," She whispered, resting her head on my chest.
Our other friends followed after us, with Shannon and Patrick furthest behind.
"You talking about your swimmers on a day like today?" Gibsie quipped, "Christ, Feely, you sure do pick your moments, lad."
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Fanfiction♡ ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:* ‧͙⁺ In which Anastasia Reid desperately tries to ignore her feelings for her best friend, Johnny Kavanagh. "I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you, I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you." Johnny...
