What Do You Mean We're Over?! (Sequel to WDYMHMB)

Chapter 17: Grieving and Mourning

Chapter 17:

I woke up with tired eyes, a tired body, and a tired mind. The sky outside was dark, no sun seeping through my windows or my curtains. But it wasn't that gray on a cloudy day, it was a gray that seemed to be for the night or a sky that seemed to foreshadow that something bad was going to happen.

As I processed what day it was, I jumped out of bed and ran to my closet, throwing clothes out of the closet to look for what to wear. I had to call Louis as well.

Today was Aunt Beth's birthday, which meant it was a day I needed to visit her at her grave in Doncaster. It was a long story, but Aunt Beth raised me as her own when my mother couldn't. She died due to the acts of my mental father, birthfather I mean, and he killed her. She was murdered and it was my fault, although I knew she wouldn't want me believing that. I could imagine her, up in the clouds, scolding me for worrying about her and blaming myself.

I couldn't help it though. She raised me like I was her own daughter and I thought of her as my mother. She was gone now. Louis never knew her since he was raised by our mother, but he still felt obligated to go with me to her grave since after all, she was his aunt as well. 

I laid out my clothes on my unmade bed and grabbed my phone on the nightstand. I called Louis, who was the first on my favorites list, and waited for the rings to stop.

After four rings, Louis picked up, sounding groggy and absolutely exhausted. I almost felt bad for calling him, knowing that it'd be best if I just went alone. But knowing Louis, he'd figure it out and start going off about how I should've told him and that he should've went with me and for the next few months, he'll keep telling me that he'll make it up.

So calling him was the best choice after all.

"What?" he grumbled. I could hear him stirring, probably just waking up as I did. It was only seven in the morning, but I wanted to be at Aunt Beth's grave earlier today. I felt more comfortable being there around the late morning and early afternoon rather than at night. 

"I just- you don't have to...but Aunt Beth...it's her birthday today and I wanted to go to her grave. I can go alone though, it's fine," I explained for waking him up early in the morning.

I hadn't seen him in a few days actually and I haven't heard from him either. This was the first I have talked to him in the past three to four days. 

"Shit!" he said in frustration. "That's today?"

"Yeah, but Lou- it's no problem. I can go alone."

"No, I would go, but I totally forgot. I forgot to tell you that I'm in Barcelona, Spain with Alice for a little...surprise."

That was the reason I hadn't heard from Alice in a while. Usually, she would call me after two days and tell me that we needed to hang out or something. I knew something was wrong, but I didn't really get into it.

"Surprise?" I questioned. "Oh my god Louis! Are you proposing to her?" I started squealing like a little girl that just got a doll she wanted for so long on Christmas. 

"Shhh, she's in the bathroom," Louis whispered, "and yes I am. But I am really sorry about not being there. You could take Harry with you, I bet he'd love that. If you didn't know, Niall and Liz went to Mullingar so she could meet his parents. Zayn told me last night that he and Pippa were going to make wedding arrangements today and...I think Liam went back to Wolverhampton last night."

"Please tell me that you're lying and that the only choice I've got left is Harry," I begged.

"Rosie-"

"I just wish that you were here for this one day alright? She died because of me! The least I can do is visit her grave and I thought that you, her nephew, would like to tag along as well. But whatever right? Whatever."