Random Imagines

Funeral-Conrad Fisher

A/n: You might need to have a box of tissues on hand. Oh and this week's episode was just ugh. I really need the next one so I can see Conrad's POV.

-Sam

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Your POV

Ever since I got the news from Laurel about Susannah I haven't stopped crying. I had to force myself to get up because today is a dreadful day. I tried my best to contact the two fisher boys, but I kept getting their voicemails. I couldn't depend on my mom cause she's been out with my stepdad. I just have to push myself today to help the boys cause I know what it's like to lose someone you love. I was pretty glad Laurel was gonna drive me cause with how anxious I'm feeling getting behind the wheel is a horrible idea.

I soon heard a car horn so I grabbed everything I was gonna need and headed to Laurel's car. I got into the back next to Steven. I just gave him a small side smile.

We were soon on the road to the service. It was the most quiet car ride of my life. I could feel the tension and emotions were very high. So I just tried to calm myself down some and distracted my mind the best I could while looking out the passing world through the window.

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I was sitting behind the two brothers closer to Conrad. While watching the service I couldn't help but let some tears fall, but I stayed quiet. When they motioned for Conrad to come up I smiled a little and reached over to squeeze Jere's shoulder for support. So Conrad started playing and singing, making me tear up even more. I made sure to keep my eyes on him so he knew I was supporting him, even though listening to his voice crack and break was killing me to the point I wanted to protect him.

He soon came back to the bench and I leaned forward to hug him from behind.

Conrad's POV

After setting my guitar down I moved back to sitting next to Jere. I soon felt arms around me, but I wasn't alarmed because I could smell the smallest bit of vanilla perfume and her peach shampoo. I rested my hands over her arms.

" That was beautiful, but maybe a little pitchy." She whispered in a joking manner which made me a chuckle a little

" Thank you" I whispered, knowing deep down she was trying to lighten the mood some. I felt her smile since her head was in between my neck and left shoulder.

" Your mom would be so proud." She whispered

Which only made me smile a little and squeeze her arms a little and not too tightly. We stayed like that until the end of the service. Everyone started to get up to head to my house for the after part of the funeral.

" You gonna be okay?" I heard, I wasn't super alarmed either cause I knew it was her. I just nodded even though I lied but she didn't push it. That's what I like about her cause she knew when not to push me to talk. " Okay, I'll see you guys back at the house." She said, squeezing both mine and Jere's shoulders. I watched her leave with Laurel, Belly and Steven. I took a shaky breath before getting up to leave.

Your POV

I was standing by the food table making two plates, one for each fisher boy. " Hey Y/n/n" Steven said beside me

I turned to glance at him. " Hey, have seen where Jere and Connie went." He looked like he was thinking. " I believe my mom let them got to their rooms after about five minutes down here, but I think I saw Conrad go into the rec room instead." I nodded, " Thanks, Stevie." I teased before carefully carrying two water bottles and two plates upstairs. I knocked on Jere's door first, well more like kicked it. He opened it and I could see his eyes were puffy and red.