chapter 28

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The car ride was really silent. I felt really nervous right now. Why? Cause my mom and Jaz were invited even though Jaz knew Brandon a lil amd my mom barely knew him. If you're wondering where Jay is, he told me he was going to meet me at the church cause he had some important things to do.

We finally got to the church and it was packed. We found a spot at the front where it said my last name on it. Jay reserved it next to his so I knew he was here cause his car was here. Us three got out of the car and made our way inside the church.

Everyone was wearing all black. I was too. We made our way to the front where Jay was waiting for me patiently. Be saw me and he made his way here. He was wearing a nice black shirt with black baggie skinnies.

He got to me and wrapped his arms around me. I wrapped my arms around him and brought him as close to me as possible. I looked up at him with a small smile. He gave me one back and kissed my forehead.

"Can we have everyone sitting?" Asked the priest.

Everyone found their spots and I sat next to Jay. Mom and Jaz sat behind us. The priest started talking about Brandon which brought memories and tears to me. My grip on Jay's hand tightened and he squeezed back. I knew Jay was going to be there for me.

The priest asked for people to come up to talk about Brandon. His parents were first then the guys. I went after Jay. I walked to Brandon's coffin and looked at him. He layed there peaceful with a suit on. I had a single red rose on me and I slipped it between his hands that rested on his chest. I walked behind the podium and took a deep breath.

"Brandon. He was a good guy. He was a brother to me and my role model. I cared alot about him. We had alot of good memories like the time when he crashed into the clear door at Jay's," I said with a slight chuckled which brought some chuckles to other peoples faces.

I wiped my eyes softly to not ruin my makeup,"He always knew how to make my day when I was down. He helped me with anything that I needed help with. I was there when he took his last breath and words which were ,'Liz. Promise me to be strong..... Take care of everyone. I love you." I coughed out a cry.

I was about to cry badly but I kept strong. I looked at Brandon's mom which she looked like she had tears running down her face. Brandon's dad looked pained. I looked up and then down at the crowd. I looked at Jay and he looked proud of me.

"He gave me a promise and I'll keep that promise. I'll try to take care of everyone as much as I can. I love you Brandon. I'm naming my baby boy after you." I said ending it.

People clapped and gave me proud looks. I sat back next to Jay as he rubbed my shoulders soothingly.

"You did good babe. You really did. I love you." He murmured against my cheek.

"I love you too." I murmured back.

We watched as everyone had a chance to talk about Brandon and how good of a person he was. When it was over, we all left to go see Brandon get buried. This time, I rode with Jay. We stayed silent as we made a quick stop to pick up some roses.

We got to the cemetery and followed everyone. We got there and it started getting windy. I looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds coming. It's going to rain. We all huddled around Brandon's grave as the priest took the pain spot.

He said some words and then Brandon started going into the ground. It hurt alot that I started crying hard. I tossed zome roses into his grave as the people started putting the dirt back in. When they finished, they made it look nice and all of us started covering his grave with all types of flowers.

When we finished, they started leaving. Jay and I stood put as everyone left slowly. I didn't want to leave at all. I wanted to be by Brandon. To hug him and have some laughs. But I can't nomors cause he's not here. He's up in heaven watching us. That thought brought a smile to my face.

"Why are you smiling?" Jay asked.

"He's watching us from above." I whispered up in the air.

Jay smiled. "He is and will always be." He whispered back.

It started to rain softly and we both made our way to his car. We got in and drove off to a small diner. We ordered something simple amd ate in comfortable silence. Both our minds were occupied cause of the funeral.

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you like it? i hope it sounded sad, it did to me

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