Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

The Funeral Part 2

Standing by the door waiting for everyone to either come and speak to you all or to leave the church- you Benedict, Gaby, Oliver and Bonnies parents stand in silence.

"Oh my gosh my darling are you ok?" Gaby's mum flusters, stacking Gaby with kisses before wrapping her arms around her neck. Gaby quickly hugs her mum back and buries her face into her neck

"Your speech was beautiful" she says to Gaby, stroking her cheeks and placing a kiss on her cheek. You smile to yourself before Gaby's mum tenderly holds your hand and squeezes it.

"Bonnie would've been really proud of you today Y/N, all of you" she says kindly, gesturing to you all. You smile and squeeze her hand back before she continues to talk to Gaby.

You see Benedict out of the corner of your eye talking to Wanda and Timothy.
You walk over slowly and see that Benedict and Wanda had spotted you.
Before you even spoke, you had Wanda walking quickly over to you, tears running down her cheeks as she hugs you tightly. You freeze for a minute before holding her tightly, burying your face into her neck.
Wanda lets go off you and wipes her teary eye before pulling her tissue from her sleeve and dabbing her cheeks.

"you were all so beautiful" you coos, dabbing under her eyes. You smile sadly and place your hand on her arm, rubbing it with your thumb.

"Gosh, look at me- I'm a mess" she says sadly, gesturing to herself. You shake your head

"Join the club"'you reply, laughing slightly. Wanda smiles before you feel someone place their hand on your shoulder. You turn round and see Timothy smiling sadly at you

"How're you hanging in there Y/N?" Timothy asks, stroking your shoulder. You shrug

"I'm doing okay- how about you?" You reply, feeling Benedict stand behind you. Timothy nods.

"Same really- still in shock to be honest" he says sadly, rubbing his forehead.

"Me too" you say sadly.

"She was such a lovely girl" Wanda' adds quietly. You turn round and see her crying into her tissue.

"Oh come here my darling" Timothy says sadly, walking over to Wanda and wrapping his arms around her, kissing the top of her head as she cried into his chest.
You smile faintly, watching him take care of her.

"She'll be okay" Benedict says quietly from behind you. You turn round

"I wouldn't bank on it" you reply. Benedict pauses for a minute.

"She's like this at all funerals-"

"Benedict-" you snap.
He ignores you

"Should've seen her when George died. She wouldn't stop crying for nearly three weeks" he adds. You sigh sadly at Wanda.

"I didn't know you knew someone called George?" You ask, turning to Benedict. Benedict shrugs.

"He was our goldfish" He replies casually. You smile to yourself before letting out a laugh. You hear Benedict chuckling next to you.

"Hey Clare- how're you doing?" You ask as Bonnies mum walks past you. She looks at you briefly before flickering her eyes to the floor. She nods and sighs.