"A BETTER PLACE."
That's what they always tell me where dead people go. But is it really a better place, when the best place is your own arms?
I tried not to go to Mia and Luke's funeral, but I just couldn't do that. I was a cry baby the whole ceremony, as well as Calum and Ashton just stared emotionally. The priest dude went on about how greatly the two of them both lived, and even though I knew that was a load of bullshit considering he didn't even know them, I agreed. Mia and Luke lived greatly. Although Luke lived less greatly, he still affected many people.
Mia's parents were a mess as well. Their only child, their daughter... Gone because of the hands of her best friend. Savannah had been locked up in a high security prison, but that's not good enough for me. She should be death sentenced. For killing hundreds of lives, for killing my Mia, and for killing my heart.
The funeral was two years ago. Now it's 2019.
Everything is different now. Let's start with society. The United States lives in Fangirl free government, where being a Fake Fangirl isn't illegal anymore. The country is now the way it used to be, and less controlled. You can be anybody and love anybody. Nobody wants power anymore because everything is equal. Mia would've loved the change. This change... This change is all because of her. She stood up for what's right, died trying, and now everything is peaceful.
Now we begin with my personal life. A few weeks after the funeral, Ashton, Calum, and I moved back to Australia. However we moved out of our shared house and into other places, separate places. Ashton has an apartment on one side of Sydney and Calum and I share a house on the other side of Sydney. Now, I don't talk much anymore myself, but Calum doesn't talk at all. His pain from his lost of Luke caused him to become mute and live his life in complete silence. Sometimes we hang out together, but we never talk.
I know it's been two years, but... I still love her. I'm not going let a shitty fate like death stop that. I'm still going to love her no matter how hard I try to stop - she doesn't give me a choice, really. It's like I can feel her around me, and that's what makes me still head over heels for her. It's amazing how Mia can make me love her even when her presence is gone. That's... That's what true love is.
I don't think she'd want me to move. I think she'd just want me to be happy.
My parents were devastated at the news of Mia's and Luke's death. They tried to get me to move back in with them, but I couldn't. Calum needed me; I had to stay with him. I don't ever want to leave him alone, fearful of what he might do.
Today I stand in my tuxedo, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I barely recognize myself what with my light blue hair combed somewhat neatly and my face not so pale anymore
"Come on, Calum!" I shouted. "We're going to be late for the wedding, and you're the best man!"
Calum appears in my doorway, and I knew the look in his eyes. I don't want to go.
I sighed. "You have to, Cal. You can't skip out on your best friends wedding."
Calum pouts but nods. I grab my keys and we climb into my car, my head slightly aching from the bachelor's party last night. It was quite wild.
Once we made it to the church, I was a nervous wreck. Everything was going to change even more significantly and all I could think about was Mia. She'd want this.
The music started playing and I looked up, and see her all dressed up in white. It was kind of strange, seeing Melody in a dress but this is her day and miracles can happen.
