We are the spark that lights the flame.

So long and goodnight.

Mikey's POV:
Gerard had not been doing good, ever since Violet died he had been a mess. He would stay up in his room looking at pictures of her, holding her prom dress close, singing the song he wrote.

We all missed her, we truly did. But if Gee couldn't survive through this, then god knows what he would be like at her funeral. Days passed, months flew by, and soon enough it was that day. The day we all said our final goodbye to the most greatest friend we had.

Frank's POV:
I woke up bright and early on that morning, i saw a text from Mikey on my phone as soon as i woke up.

"Gee has been drinking again, i would wake him up but i know he wont listen to me."

"Don't worry Mikes, leave it to me."

I looked at the picture of all of us in a frame beside my bed, Violet's adorable smile, the thing about her i will miss most.  I picked it up and whispered to myself, "we miss you Tiny, Gee needs you. We all do."

I got into my suite and drove to Gerard and Mikey's house.

Ray's POV:
Gee started to drink again, we all miss her but he still needs to carry on as normal. Mind you, he lost the only piece of sunshine and good in his life, it would surprise me if he managed to carry on as normal...

Gerard's POV:
Fuck my life... The only thing that kept me going is gone, i would never be the same without her. But today was funeral day, the one day of my life that i thought i wouldn't have to attend. But Violet was gone, what is there i could do?

"Gee, get the fuck up!" I felt someone nudging me, i looked up from my pillow and saw Frank with a black suite on. "Fuck off Frankie..." "No Gerard i will not fuck off, today is an important day, you have to attend."

"I don't have to attend shit!" "Yes you do! She was the love of your life and still is, it would break her heart if you didn't go!"

I had heard enough, "fine i will go, for her." "Good now get your fucking suite on." Frank exited my room and so i got dressed into my black suite, with a single red tie, my prom suite. I put on makeup, i didn't care what anyone else said, she loved me in makeup.

We all looked outside the window, and saw a hearse, with two black horses pulling along the carriage with her coffin inside. And in purple and black flowers it spelt Violet, the horses had a single feather on their bridal which was the colour violet.

The whole arrangement made me want to cry as soon as i saw it, it looked beautiful but yet so depressing. We all walked out of the door and everyone went to their cars to drive behind her but i walked up to the glass, separating the cold from the coffin that Violet lies in.

I placed my hand gently on the glass and whispered, "hi sugar, long time no see huh?" But then Mikey put his hand on my shoulder and said, "come on gee, lets get in the car..."

I turned around with my head down and walked into the front seat of the car behind the carriage. The drive was slow and long, but we finally reached the church. I was about to walk in until Violet's mom came up to me, "Gerard, i was wondering if you and the guys would bring in Violet? You were her only friends and the best she has ever had." She looked like she was going to break down into tears, so i hugged her and said, "i would be honoured."

I walked back outside and saw Frank, Mikey, Ray, Bob and this other guy ,who i was told was her cousin, getting Violet out of the carriage. After a lot of attempts the coffin was finally balanced on our shoulder, with our spare hands holding onto the bars at the side.   

We slowly walked into the church to hear her favourite Green Day song playing... American idiot. The day when we skipped school and it was raining, she invited me inside her house and we danced along to this song.

We placed her coffin on the table and the vicar told us to open the first lid, revealing her pale face. Violet's blue hair was more faded, she was so pale but still so beautiful, Violet was wearing a black and white flannel top unbuttoned which was over her first ever piece of band merch, a Green Day t-shirt. She had blacked ripped jeans on and to cover her feet was her favourite pair of black converse.

And in her hands were a bouquet of violets...

I sat down next to Frank trying to hold back the tears but i failed to, "and now, Violet's closest friend and boyfriend, Gerard Way would like to give a speech." I walked up to the podium passing her lifeless body and looked down at her ready to give my speech.

" Violet Springs, beautiful, funny, amazing. That all i could describe her as without using all of the paper in a notebook, there are just too many words to describe what a wonderful person she was, and still is . When i first met Violet, i was shocked, because how can someone that beautiful and  amazing be stuck somewhere as bad as the school we were in. We quickly became friends with her, we had so much in common with her and never wanted anyone to hurt her. When me and Violet started dating, we were unbreakable, we wanted to grow old together and die by each others side...

But all i can say now is..

So long and Goodnight Violet..."

I heard a few sniffles and i started to cry again... The funeral was soon over, we all walked her over to the cemetery ready to bury her. They lowered her down into the ground playing When Your gone by Avril Lavigne...

It started to rain as i looked down at her fresh grave, "gee, you coming?" I shook my head and bent down next to her headstone resting my head on it, i couldn't help but laugh at what they put in her headstone,

                    'Rip'
'.          "Violet Tiny Springs"
         "Im not an american idiot."

I started talking to her headstone, "hey there sugar, you know that I'm not ever going to forget you right? But can i say this?" I then started to sing.

"Can you hear me? Are you near me? Can we pretend? To leave and then well meet again, when both our cars collide, whats the worst that i could say, things are better i stay, so long and goodnight, so long and goodnight, well if we carry on this way, things are better if i stay, so long and goodnight..."

"Goodbye sugar, see you tomorrow." I kissed her headstone and left a fresh bunch of flowers before walking home crying...

Violet's POV:
You may be wondering, if I'm dead right now. Well i am, i managed to attend my own funeral, i saw Gerard's speech and honestly is made me cry.

I followed him to the cemetery, i saw him with his head leaning on my headstone, mumbling a little song. I missed him, i knew he missed me but he could not see me. Most of the time people who die are ghosts but not me, i committed a sin and now i have to pay the price and make sure that Gerard is okay.

Im not a ghost, nor devil or angel.

But if I'm not them,

Then, what am i?