~Josh's POV
We got to Jen's, or maybe Gregory's is more appropriate, special place. It turns out to be a cliff where you can see nothing but nature. Jen sat on the hood of the car, and I did the same.
"This place brings back all the memories." She told me then she hugged her legs.
"What memories?" I asked.
"Just a lot." She told me with a smile. "Wanna tell me on what you were thinking about on the way here?" She asked.
"I will, but on one condition."
"What?"
"You tell me first on what the memories are."
"Josh, I just let it all out."
"You still didn't tell me about the funeral."
"Do you really want me to cry in front of you?"
"I don't mind."
"Well, do you want makeup all over your shirt?"
"I'll take it back." I said, then she removed my shirt and she gave it back to me.
"Fine. I'll tell you about it." She told me with a smile.
~Jennifer's POV
*flashback*
I don't remember what date it was, but I was sure that it was a Saturday. My parents said I could go alone, since they were busy at work. I went there wearing a knee-length black dress, some black high heels I borrowed from my mom, and a black purse with all the things I need, tissues included. Today's the day that they will bury the best girl friend I had all my life.
The procession from the funeral home to the church was saddening. This will be the last time that we'll see her. Ever.
We got to the church, and Jo's casket was carried by Gregory, her dad, and four of her cousins who I assumed were all in their 20s. She once mentioned that she had 6 male cousins her age that she was really close with, that's why she ended up being boyish along with Ellie. They were even the ones who taught her how to play musical instruments. What she didn't know what that she could sing good, too.
We all sat down as the priest started the mass. They started playing Amazing Grace, which was sang beautifully by the high school choir.
It was then time for the eulogy. For some reason, Jo's parents made me do it, but I was more than willing to, even if I had no idea what to say.
Before I went to the lectern, I remembered the gift I had for Jo, and I got it out of my purse. It was a box that had a necklace with a golden g-clef charm on it. I then went to the lectern and started speaking.
"When I entered high school, I never thought of having a friend just like Jo. She was fun to be with, she understood every weird little thing I have to say, and she was Jo. We all know how she is - modest, fun, caring, beautiful, but the saddest of all, she was the person who lived such a short life. I first met her on the first day of school, when she and a friend accidentally pushed me, causing me to drop my books. She immediately helped me with all my stuff, and I didn't even ask her. Throughout all the years, she became my best friend. I always thought that I was killing her because I would keep her awake at night because of my texts, but she would wake up the next morning happy and eager to see me. She puts others first than herself. She says she's weird, but to be honest, I get her a lot, so if she's weird, then that makes me weird, too. But I'm not here to talk about her because I know that it's going to make the people who miss her so much, myself included, cry, so instead, I'm here to talk about what she told me during her 19th birthday, also known as the last time we saw each other. She told me that she's comparable to a plate - she's there to support me and her friend that I had feelings for - and that was because she compared me and her friend with bacon and eggs." There was laughter in the audience. "She also told me once that when she was younger, before she became the music expert Jo that we all knew, her ultimate dream was to ride a unicorn that was multicolored to Mars, then come back with an alien friend that she met and make the alien live here on Earth so we don't have to be afraid of them anymore." The audience was laughing once again. "She would always be so funny that I can barely tell if she's being serious or not. I shouldn't really be saying this, but she told me that when she dies, she wants the one who will give the eulogy to say funny stuff about her instead of being sad, because she doesn't want other people to grieve, she just wants them to remember every happy moment instead of the sad moment right in front of us." Tears started to flow from my eyes. "Other people may know her as Jo, the optimistic music extraordinaire, but to us, she's the Jo that we all loved as a family, a friend, a lover, and most of all, as Jo. She has been herself for the past few years that she doesn't care if she has haters, which would be far from possible. I don't see how anyone could hate her, she's too lovable to be hated. Jo may be gone physically, but mentally, she's still there, and that she's just in our hearts. Jo, I miss you so much." I started crying. "We all love you."
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Joshifer: It's Gotta Be Love
Fanfic(Sequel to Joshifer: Four Years of Affection :D) Josh Hutcherson and Jennifer Lawrence. Two different people who found love during their high school years. Two people who never thought of seeing each other again. Two people who learned how to open t...