Mine's Right There (Temporarily Discontinued)

Chapter I

A/N: That my lovelies is Shay Mitchell, the one and only beautiful.
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Raelynn's POV

Her casket went slowly into the ground, but I had an odd urge to open it and see if she was really dead and not in a deep slumber. My mom and I weren't the closes, since my dad left when I was younger, but it still hurt. She was my mom after all.

I'm not sure if I'm crying, I feel so numb right now. I felt so numb I barely felt the tap on my shoulder. I turned and faced uncle Drayman Young, the only immediate family I have left.

"Rae, come we have to go now," he said.

I didn't want to but I knew I had to get moving before the clouds got darker, just like my mood. The place I grew up in, the place I called home, no longer felt like home without my mother. My mother was my home. We had our rollercoaster moments, but sometimes our arguments went on for a while and we wouldn't talk for days. Those were the moments the rollercoaster was stuck at the bottom and or stuck on the down position. She still took care of me, she was just so stubborn and had childish-like ways on occassion. You'd think I was the adult in our relationship.

"Okay, let's go," I said. They were twins, fraternal twins. You could still tell they were related with having the same skin tone and bright white smile.

He hugged me in a tight hug before realising me and walking off to his car. He held the door open for me and waited till I buckled in to start the car.

We took a 15 minute drive till we pulled up to my uncles house. I'm glad he moved in the city with me, or else I would've moved miles and hours away. I guess my uncle didn't want to move me from the only place I was conformatable in and grew up in and I am grateful for it.

Out of the car, the wind blew strong as if trying to sweep me off my feet. Right when Uncle Drayman unlocked his door and led me into our new house, the rain started a heavy drizzle.

My uncle used to live in Washington until he moved back to Oklahoma for me when he found out his sister got sick. When we knew she wasn't going to get any better.

"Hey uncle Dray, I'm gonna go unpack the boxes I have, okay," I said standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

"Okay I'll come get you for dinner later," he said before kissing my forehead. Not sure I can stomach food at the moment, but I know I won't hear the end of it if I didn't eat. He was just as stubborn as my mom, not as bad though.

"Okay," I said pushing off the door frame and walking to my room.

Sitting onto my black and white comforter covered bed, I looked around the small room. I appreciate small rooms, for some reason a small room feels more cozy. It's slighty bigger than the one at my old house. A queen sized bed took up most of the room in here in the center of a wall opposite of windows shaded by grey curtains. A dresser wedged in the corner on one side and a small bedside table on the other side of the bed. At the foot of the bed sat a 42 inch flat screen TV sitting on top of a sleek black TV stand. A small closet and a connected bathroom to the right of the room, next to each other.

I sat up and unpacked the boxes in my room and set up the small things in my room and bathroom. After I finished I took a quick shower, threw on some night clothes and plopped back on my bed. Not realising how exhausted I was until I hit the bed, I fell into a deep sleep.

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"Rae sweetheart, wake up. Come on, get up and get some food," Uncle Dray shook me awake.

"I'm up now," I sluggishly got out of bed and glanced at my alarm clock. Six o'clock read the time, a much needed nap was accomplished. I followed my uncle out my room and into the kitchen.

The smell of pancakes, eggs and bacon wafted into the living area. Well I guess breakfast for dinner is what we're having.

"Sorry this was the only thing in my fridge, I'm not really here at night so I really only have breakfast food," he said.

"That's okay Unc just as long as you feed me, we should be good," I joked not actually minding the dinner selection tonight. Compared to previous dinners, this was the first best one in a long time. My mom worked all the time to provide for us before she got sick.

He chuckled at my joke and sat down next me. My thoughts start to drift off.

My uncle and I were real close when I was little, until he moved when I was about ten. He was like a father figure to me since mines wasn't there, so when he left it hurt. He still kept in contact with us for holidays and birthdays.

My dad was never a dad to me, he never took care of me like my mother did when they were together. When she did care. My father had left when I was two. The only connection I had to him was child support, which I no longer get since I turned 18. When I turned 13 my best friend Andre moved to California when his dad got a better opportunity out there. That hurt as well and that's the day I realized one thing, everyone that I had the chance to love, left in the end.

Snapping out of thoughts was the door bell ringing a few time, my uncle trudged out of the chair. Still the same lazy man I remember him to be.

"Really, when I'm eating," he mumbled. I stifled my laugh a little as he moved to the door.

"Rae, we have a guest here for you," he called from the door. I heard two pairs of feet make their way to the kitchen so I didn't both getting up.

"Hey Rae, how are you," I turned around to face the one person I haven't seen in years. One of the few people I could talk to about anything and everything. My best friend who had to leave.

Andre.

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I'm a short chapter type of person , so bear with me. By that I mean I don't mind reading long chapters but I can only write short chapters. I'm lazy like that myself.