He makes me smile...

Harsh Reality..

Renesmee's P.O.V:
DeShaun's casket was led by a white horse and carriage to the woodlawn cemetery. It took us two hour's to get there which stopped a lot of traffic on the way. Once we arrived at the cemetery. The driver had opened the door and I slowly stepped out. I was alone in the car with the driver, I had decided to go alone and Marcus decided to go with Mrs Holton. I looked around at the cemetery, it didn't look like a cemetery..it was actually beautiful with a pond and ducks and the grass was bright green...it looked beautiful.

"Miss Siliver Jackson.." I turn to a tall african american man.

"Yes?" I say looking up at him, he was Mrs Holton's driver.

"They're going to open the casket for the closest people to DeShaun...Mrs Holton asked me to calll you over." He says giving me a soft smile. I nod and walk towards the casket to where D12 and DeShaun's family stood. They opened the casket and everyone started to say their final goodbyes. They all kissed his cheek and forehead. Mrs Holton called me over and I walked over to the coffin.

"DeShaun.." I sigh, the members from his rap group were all watching me. I softly stroked his cheek and planted a kiss on his forehead. "Say hi to my family when you're in heaven." I softly smile and kiss his cheek. Marcus went to say his goodbyes to DeShaun with Mrs Holton. They both started to cry. Everyone made a big semi circle around his casket and on each side and behind the casket there were a cage of white doves, the three men had opened the cages and we watched as the white doves fly off in DeShaun's honour.

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"This it?" The driver asks, I look out the window at the huge mansion. DeShaun's mansion.

"Yeah..this is it.." I sigh, the white tall gates were open and there were a few cars parked in front of the mansion. The driver opened my door and I stepped out thanking him, we had just buried DeShaun..It still sounds unrealistic, I'm still kinda waiting for DeShaun to jump out of no where and shout 'Ha! I got you good!' Like he always does when he tricks me or scares me, but we all know he's not going to come out and jump infont of me..this is the harsh reality.

My heels click as I walk up the marble steps and open the door, once it was open NWA was blasting through his mansion, its something he said he wanted to be played on his funeral. I made a small talk with a few people but I wasn't really into it. I walked out to the back of the house.

It was really pretty out with the sky blue and the sun shining. Heaven had gained another angle..I sigh as I look up, I walk across the grass to where the big white tent was, I slowly unzipped it and walked in, this was where the guests were going to have their lunch.

I walk over to the huge picture of DeShaun that was in a big golden frame, I drag a chair and place it right infornt and start to talk to DeShaun as if he was there listening to it all, like he used to listen to my problems when he was alive. I refilled my glass for the fourth time and placed a glass on a chair infront of DeShaun.

"That.." I reach out and push the glass towards the picture. "Is for you D.." I say, I used to just call him 'D' for short and in return he used to call me ness, short for Renesamee. "Drink up!" I say pointing at the glass on the chair, I finish mine and put it down on the table.

"Why did you go DeShaun?" I whisper and look at his picture. "Guess this is harsh reality hu?" I smile. "Oh I wore the black dress you bought me, you know the lace one..." I move my arms to the side to show him the dress I was wearing like he could see it. I sigh and look at his picture

"I don't get it, half the people don't even know you and they talk about how great you were...Remember we used to say that at my familys funeral..everyone would come up to me and Marcus saying they were great people and didn't even know them...A man came up to me back there, he says I know how you feel..." I chuckle and wipe my tears. "Nobody knows how I feel..I lost my mum, dad, two siblings..and now you.." I stand up and walk over the picture, I slightly stroke it.