Reminiscing

Burial

Candice POV~

The weather was horribly fitting.

It was windy, cold and the sun would occasionally peek through the gray clouds. I had thankfully chosen a tight fitting black dress. I watched how many women were gripping onto their dresses before they were sent flapping around by the wind.

The preacher continued on with his final speech before Alex's casket would be descending six feet under.

Nancy stood beside me.

Silent.

Since this morning she hasn't muttered a word. I wasn't able to get through to her. All she did was stare at nothing in particular. Her shoulders were tense. Her fists were balled and her eyes were lacking any emotion. She wasn't teary eyed like she had been the past few days. Her jaw was clenched and I was expecting her to explode at any moment. Her silence was creeping the hell out of me, because bottling all her emotions would surely end in disaster.

Maybe the burial would give her some sort of closure.

Hopefully it would make her accept the fact that Alex was indeed gone and make her realize that she needed to move on.

Even if she didn't want to.

She couldn't stay stuck in her mourning phase forever. Of course it would be terribly hard, but she needed to. We all needed to.

I felt a wave of sorrow and pain engulf me as I saw the men lowering Alex's casket. When I observed this  it fully dawned on me.

Alex was gone.

He was gone forever and I was missing him already.

I would miss this handsome, charismatic and optimistic guy. I would miss our late night conversations. I would miss how we would talk about the most random things. I would miss his loud, booming laughter. I would miss his excruciatingly tight hugs. I would miss him mending Nancy's and I's misunderstandings after a fight. I would miss him asking me for advice whenever he wanted to approach a girl. I would miss his worried glances, calls and check ups he constantly gave me. I would miss him so much!

A wrenching sob escaped my lips and I quickly covered my mouth with my hand. I was here to support Nancy, not to break down crying in front of her!

We both stepped forward and threw a single red rose inside. I quickly turned around and abandoned the scene.

I suddenly wanted to go home. I couldn't last another second with these hypocritical people! Not a single person had a mourning expression on their faces. Not one! It seemed like the only people affected was Nancy's mother, Nancy and I.

The rest were pretending to feel pity.

I felt my blood boil in anger. I couldn't believe their cruelty! If any of them were to be in Alex's place, I was sure he would be here, shedding tears of sorrow for losing a family member. While these soulless creatures looked like they wanted to go about their business.

When Nancy hugged her mother goodbye, I was more than ready to abandon this place.

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Emerald POV~

"Mom!" Ivette shrieked.

"Yes?" I asked.

I had taken a day off to spend it with Ivette and Betty. After heading out to an amusement park and running around tending to Ivette's every wish, Betty and I lay, exhausted on the couch.

"Have you looked for my dance instructor yet?" Ivette placed her hands on her hips while she stared me down.

"No princess. But that doesn't mean I have forgotten! A mother never forgets her pinky promises." I smiled proudly.

"I want to be the best dancer!" She squealed happily as she twirled.

"I'm sure you are sweety! Come on, Tangled is about to start."

She took a seat between Betty and I as the movie began to come on. Even though I was exhausted, today had been a great day! I was able to spend quality time with my beloved daughter and my best friend. Nothing could've been better than this. Being able to hear my daughter's giggles, see her smile and feel her tiny arms hugging me was definitely the best feelings in the world!

Betty stood up and went to sit on the other side of me. She began to play with my hair and I gave her a weird look. Betty had always been touchy with me, I never payed any attention to it. I was just used to being touched by Betty. I didn't mind. We would always cuddle at night and sleep on the same bed as well.

But if I wasn't mistaken, I'd say she was coming off as flirty right now.

"You are such an adorable mother. You're perfect." She whispered in my ear.

"What?" I asked nervously.

Even though Betty was very attractive and had a banging body, I wasn't interested in her like that. I only saw her as a friend. I wasn't going to lie and say I have never felt the urge to kiss her; because I have. But I wasn't going to make our friendship awkward. I'd rather have her in my life as a friend than something else.

"Why are you stuttering?" She smirked.

"It was nothing." I smiled back.

"Do I make you nervous?" She whispered as she leaned in closer.

"No. You've been my friend since high school. I know everything about you." I smirked triumphantly.

"Touché! Friend zoned again." She rolled her eyes.

I laughed at her before Ivette shut us both up. We both looked at each other and giggled. Betty then rested her head on my shoulder and we continued watching the Disney movie with Ivette. My phone then began to ring and I quickly answered it.

"Hello?"

"Honey, I'm coming over." My mother informed me.

"Geez mom, thanks for the heads up. If I'm not mistaken I'd say you're already in the elevator and your way up." I rolled my eyes.

"You know me so well! Anyway I've got someone I want you to meet." She gushed.

I groaned in frustration. My mother was always trying to hook me up with someone. Just last week she had me meet three women. I knew she wanted the best for me and that she was only worrying but it didn't mean I enjoyed it. I could find a perfect woman for myself if I wanted to.

Someone like Candice

I forced my eyes shut as I blocked all thoughts from popping up again.

"Mom, can't you come visit me on your own? I appreciate you worrying and all but I don't want to hook up with some random chick. You know all the messed up headlines they get my name into." I said.

I recalled the last chick I dated. Her name was Jessie, Jessica, Jess or something with a J. After I dumped her she went around spreading rumors on how I had supposedly cheated on her with a girl half my age. It was a blatant lie that infuriated me. It got my name plastered on newspapers for days. Then I had to put up with some investigation because of the fake underage girlfriend I had.

Some girls were too dramatic and I didn't want to deal with that. I already had so much on my plate with my work and all. I didn't have time to put up with overly clingy girlfriends.

"She's different." She simply said. "I'm on my way. Open the damn door sweety."

I chuckled before ending the call and heading towards my locked door.

Well, here I go.

I had to endure a whole two hours with my mom and some unknown chick that wanted in my bed. I would at least try to be nice.

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