Forever Us

Chapter 5

Winter pov
We sit there eating the largest, best pizza I've ever had. It was great. After we finished our pizza Summers mom informed us that even though I was in ICU just yesterday the doctor said that I can leave tomorrow. Thank goodness.

The next day

Winter pov
I get to leave the hospital today. It seems like I've been here for like a decade. I mean I know I haven't but it sure feels like it. Summer and her mom slept in here with me last night we stayed up late last night mourning Summers dads death. The funeral is a private funeral. The funeral is today. Summer told me that she picked out a black dress for me. She showed me the picture . It is pretty. She picked it out in particular for me because it is my style. It's black and lacy and it isn't short but it isn't long either. It is cool. I mean as cool as a dress can be. I am not really the dress kinda girl I'd rather wear jeans and a tee shirt but for a dress it looks pretty nice. Her mom went home this morning to grab our dresses. Summer said that she should be back any minute.
"I'm here with dresses." Her mom says as she walks in as she walks toward us I notice that she has something else in her hand.
"What is that." I ask pointing at the medium sized box in her hands
"Oh that" she says pointing the the box "I brought frozen yogurt. I thought we might be able to enjoy it on this bittersweet day. I'm gonna try to make it less bitter and more sweet."
"Cool" Summer said sounding a little sad. I guess I can't blame her. Her dad died and his funeral is today. I still get sad when I think about my parents death.
"Well I guess we should eat the fro-yo and get ready for the....." my voice trailing off
"Ya" Summer said in her very sad sounding voice
Summer's pov
Today is the day. His funeral is today and we're sitting here eating fro-yo and trying to make this day less bitter. This is stupid. We should be at the funeral home getting readying for the funeral now. Ugh. This is not making this day any better anyway. This is just making everyone even more sad. Dad used to take me out to get fro-yo. Plus we aren't even talking. So we are just sitting here thinking.This is just making everyone even more sad. Dad used to take me out to get fro-yo. Plus we aren't even talking. So we are just sitting here thinking. This is just making everyone even more sad. Dad used to take me out to get fro-yo. Plus we aren't even talking. So we are just sitting here thinking. That just makes us sadder. Luckily mom just got us all smells and we get to go get ready as soon as we finish.

After finishing there fro-yo

Summer pov.
Man this dress is almost to small for Winter. I mean the zipper is being very contrary.
"Urrrrr. Ah. There we go." I tell Summer trying to sound like my normal.
"Good. I'm glad you were able to get it zipped. Ok. So go get your dress on while I finish up getting ready."
"My dress doesn't have a zipper.why don't you go to the bathroom and put your shoes on, your makeup done andyour hair done. I'll get ready also. Just come out here when your ready." I say
After she exits the room I put my dress on. My dress is black. It is long. It is made out of silk. It's very simple. That's why I picked it. I like to where simple dresses.

Winters pov

I hate dresses but out of respect it is only appropriate that I wear the dress. But she picked me out four inch, closed toed, toe squishing, uncomfortable heels. I just don't find that necessary. I try the heels on and they are super uncomfortable so I put on me black high top converse tennis shoes. They are much comfortable. I put on my makeup. I flat iron my hair. I'm ready.
"How's this?" I say as I walk around the corner in my dress and converse high tops.
"No"
"Why?"
"Why do you have to do this on the worst days?" She says snappily
"Why do you have to be so snappy" I ask
"BECAUSE TODAY IS MY DAD'S FUNERAL AND THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS WEAR THE STUPID HIGH HEELS!" She yells "The least you could
Is wear the shoes because iyou're the reason for his death" she whispered just loud enough for me to here. I can't believe she actually said that. I mean sure it's true but still. I'm sure she didn't mean for me to hear that but I did. I have to get out of here I don't want to start crying. Not here. Not right now.