Chapter :38

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I don't think I am ready for this funeral tomorrow I love Nicki so much she helped me plan my moms and dad funeral I don't know what I would do without her. So the funeral will be tomorrow.

I woke up still worrying about the funeral and I couldn't sleep , I can't  believe that tomorrow I will be burying my mom and dad. I moved Kevin's hand from my waist and I walked downstairs and started to make some tea,  like my mom made
it,  it always helps me sleep.

Miracle

I walked downstairs and headed and saw that India was sitting on the counter crying ,I felt bad for her,  her mom and dads funeral was tomorrow,  I walked over to her and she lifted her head and cried and then she surprisingly hugged me.

I stayed by her side and held her ass she cried,  I know what I did in the past to her was bad and I was wrong for it,  but I am human and I make mistakes to shit,  we all do.

The next the funeral
Kevin
I looked at India who just watched as everybody shared words about her parents she wasn't said anything to anyone today she hasn't even talked to Jay.  

They called India up and she got up and walked up their herself she stared at everyone and then she just shook it off. "Its funny how,  now that my parents are dead all the family wants to run up here and act like we're a family,  but you muhfuckers we're never family,  you guys fucked us over"she yelled.

"Now baby hold up I know your upset but that was my mom too "Morgan said "Fuck you Morgan,  you never came around and visited us or them, all you knew that they we're okay so Fuck you and fuck the rest of yall fucking  Hippocrates y'all not family,  my real family over there "India said pointing to us.

I rolled my eyes "don't even bother coming to my fucking house,  how about all you muhfuckers pull out your phones and tweet about this and delete my damn phone number "India said tears fell from Here eyes.
She walked back over to us and then the pastor started saying a few words and then they opened the casket and India was the first person to go to the casket she cried and cried tears started falling uncontrollably she kissed her dads cheek and moms cheek.

At home

We all walked inside the house and India through her heels on the ground and walked upstairs and i followed behind her I grabbed her by her waist and she kissed me and closed the door.

"We can't do this "I said "Yes we can I need this to take this off my mind,  please Kevin"she said taking her shirt off and dropping it on the floor.  "Ohh you gonna get it " I said closing and locking the door.

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