Can't Let Go

The Funeral: part one

Important A/N at the end!!
******************************

I spent the whole day in my room, everything is a mess my heart is shattered. It was all my fault I can't believe it, and lucky for me I haven't seen my mom. I knew I couldn't avoid seeing her
It's currently 8 and I'm still crying in a ball on my bed. When I heard the front door of my house open. Heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, clumsy footsteps. I hear them stop at my door and my heart beat stops.

Someone comes in and I shoot up now I'm sitting and there's a person just standing there. It was a girl you can see the silhouette of her. I can smell alcohol and my mom's perfume.
Shit!

Before I can do anything she runs towards me and pins me to my bed. Her breath smells like alcohol. She throws a punch to my stomach, making me gasp for air. She throws another one and keeps punching me over and over. I tried to block my stomach but when I do she aims for my face.

She finally stops and gets off my bed, she's heading towards the door. She opens the door walking out but when she's half way through, she looks back at me and says, "We will be holding a funeral tomorrow at the house, then burry them at the local cemetery." She turns on her heal and walks out but before closing the door she looks at me with hate in her eyes.

"Understood."

"Y-yes mam." I manage to gasp out. With that she closes the door leaving me gasping for air and crying at the same time. I fell asleep with the pain.

Smack! "Ahh!" I scream as my back starts to sting. I look around and see my mom with a belt in her hand.

"Get the hell up! You need to get everything ready, and at least try to look nice." She yells at me and leaves to her bedroom. I get up slowly making sure nothing hurts to bad to move.

I decided to get ready first, I go to my bathroom and take a shower the stinging doesn't even hurt anymore. I get out and put make-up making sure you can't see the bruises. I did smokey eye and eyeliner. My hair was naturally straight so I just let it air dry.

After choosing a black dress that had lace long sleeve and it fit my body nice but near my waist it puffs out just a bit. I chose to wear nude colored heels and my necklace dad got me on my 14 birthday. ( dress at beginning)

I put my hair in a half up do and went down stairs to get everything ready. I saw two guys in the living room one looked around his 30 and the other around 16 like me. The older spoke first, " Hi I'm Todd and this is Jacob." He said pointing to the other guy.

"We are here to help set the caskets, we are sorry for your loss." I looked away as quickly as I can. Trying to hold back my tears, I look back.

"Thank you, can you just help me move the couches outside into our backyard. We have a shed that we can put it in." I force my words out but they cracked at the very end.

"Of course why don't you just tell us where to go, and we can lift up everything." Todd said with a worry expression on his face. I just nodded at him.

Todd and Jacob pick up our only sofa while I tell them where to go. We finally get the couch in the shed, we go back inside my house.

"Well I am going to get the car and bring it so we can bring in the caskets, Jacob don't mess anything up." Todd left the house, and there was an awkward silence. Until Jacob interrupted it, " So.... How are you related to.... Umm.... Them."

I knew who he was talking about, " They were my.... My dad and... And brother." I felt tears running down my face so I turn around wiping the tears.

I felt someone turn me around and give me a bear hug. I pull away just enough to see Jacob, with worry in his eyes. His ocean blue eyes, black hair and tan skin. Not going to lye he looked hot.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry, are you okay?" He says letting go but keeping his eyes on me.

"I don't if I'm okay.... I'm just numb I can't feel anything anymor-" I got interrupted by my mom walking in, glaring at me.

"Well looks like someone can't stop being a slut." She says it with so much venom in her voice. "Just remember that's why we're having this funeral Scarlett." She spits out my name but doesn't even look sad about today.

"Mom, it's not my fault I didn't want to. He made me get in the room. DO YOU THINK I LIKED IT WHEN HE PINNED ME TO A WALL! Do YOU THINK I LIKED IT WHEN HE THREW ME IN A ROOM!" I yelled at her not even caring that Jacob was there or that he could hear.

I was getting ready to yell again but she laughed.... Laughed! How dare she!

"I know you liked it slut, you should be the one dead not them. You're just a waist of space in this world." She spat at me then she left, I felt tears going down my face.

She's right I am just a waste of air, and space.
**************************************************************************

Hey guys!

Jacob is NOT the stranger from the introduction. Do you guys think I should do anyone's PROV? Comment if you guys want me to and who's PROV I should do!

SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING in awhile!

Vote

Comment

Share

- Max