The Prophet

Chapter 16

Playlist: Pierce The Veil- Before Today

Maria's POV•🌿

I looked out the window at the moving road, with a million questions going through my head, and a mixture of feelings. I looked at Juliet and saw that her eyes were plastered on the road. It was raining, so she had to be careful.

Today I am going to my mothers funeral. I don't know what to expect or who to see there. Probably dozens of roses scattered everywhere and aunts and uncles asking why didn't I live with them.

The truth is I am not excited. I don't like seeing dead people, mostly if it's my mom. Dad couldn't come because he had to do something for the tour and couldn't cancel it. He said he'll be there after. I hope he is.

"What's wrong, baby?" Juliet asked in her soft, silk voice.

"I don't know." I said as low as I can. I honestly don't.

"Hey, after want to go get ice cream with dad?" Juliet asked, trying to cheer me up.

I looked at her and gave her half a smile. "How can I refuse?"

"There's my girl." Juliet smiled.

💧💧💧

I sat in the chairs that were next to the casket. There was my moms brother and sister next to me. Right now, we're sharing our memories we had with her.

And I'm next.

"Last, but certainly not least, Maria Turner."

I slowly and nervously got up to the stand and the microphone. I cleared my voice and looked over at the random faces. Juliet was in front.

"Hey, um, well." Everyone chuckled out. "My mom was an amazing woman. She never let her guard down to anyone. She tried her best to give me a life she didn't have growing up. For that I'm grateful." I saw Juliet smile in pride. That actually gave me confidence.

Damn.

"Most of my family thought she was a bitch," everyone gasped. I then looked at the family who did. They looked uncomfortable.

Nice.

"Truth is, she was." Everyone was shocked. "I remember she used to get mad at me every time I came home late from hanging out with my friends. I used to tell her to calm down and she used to beat my ass for that." I laughed out at the memory. I looked over at Juliet and she looked done, in a good way.

"I mean sure, that was the motherly instinct to do, but sometimes, she used to yell at me in the morning just to help her clean!" Everyone chuckled. "Of course, I used to get mad. After her forcing me, she would buy me pizza and we'd watch Disney movies all day. Never once she told me she regretted she had me. Or told me that is was my fault why we were alone. Jenna Turner was the best mom... and I love her for that." At this point everyone awed. Juliet was drying her tears.

Was I really that inspirational? Maybe.

"Will that be it Ms. Turner?" the same man asked me who introduced me.

I looked at him straight in the eye.

"Biersack. My mom would want me to change my name after going with my dad."