Lucky Number Seven

Seven 100 Finale

As I walked towards the casket at the end of the aisle I felt my feet getting heavier with each step, half way there and I couldn't bring myself to continue. I turned towards the door and started walking to them, but it seemed like the closer I got the further away from me they got. I couldn't deal with this shit. I felt the tears start, when I felt someone grab my hand I turned and looked at Tyson in the eyes. I saw the same sadness that I knew was in mine. He grabbed my hand and we turned back towards the casket. Once I got to the front, I couldn't comprehend what I was seeing, I was the one in the casket. But this was all wrong I knew for a fact I was at my mother's funeral. I looked at Tyson holding my hand but it wasn't Tyson, it was Fabian smiling that hellish grin that was always on his face........... Then I woke up.

"Seven are you all right?" Tyson looked at me concerned. Fuck, it was just a dream. The same dream I've been having since my mom died. It took me a minute for my heart to stop racing, Tyson looked at me and wiped the tears the had falling during my sleep. "Seven I'm worried about you." Tyson said trying to get me to look at him.

"I'm fine Ty, I was just having a bad dream." I said trying to down play the situation. "Wait I didn't wake you up did I?" I asked. It wouldn't be the first time that Tyson has woke up because of the nightmares I've been having.

"No I was already up thinking." He said not meeting my eyes.

"Okay, thinking about what? What's on your mind babe?" I asked trying to pull him close to me. But Tyson just laid back down and closed his eyes.

"Nothing Seven just thinking. We should probably try and get some sleep, I don't want you being late for your graduation tomorrow." Tyson said turning away from me. I laid back down and wrapped my arms around Tyson.

"You know I love you right." I whispered in his ear and waited for a responds but all I got was a soft snore.

The next morning I woke up and Tyson was gone, he had probably went home to change. I got up showered and got dressed. I sat in the mirror trying to fix my tie, fuck this shit pissed me off. Today was the day I finally walked across the stage, but it was also bittersweet I wish my mom wasn't here to watch me graduate. I walked over to my dresser and picked up a letter I had put in a frame. I felt the tears start but quickly brushed them away, I looked at my mothers beautiful handwriting and read one of seven letters she left before she died. Just reading it brought tears to my eyes, before I could finish I heard the door open. I turned to see Dallas standing there smiling.

"Yo Sev you ready?" He asked walking over to me and helping me fix my tie. Dallas looked me in the eyes and smiled. "I'm proud of you little bro and I know mommy would be too." Ever since my mom died me and Dallas had become a lot closer.

"Yeah I'm ready Dallas. Is Tion here yet?" I asked grabbing my cap and gown.

"Nah not yet, but he'll be there don't worry you know he wouldn't miss you graduating for the world." Dallas said picking up my college acceptance letter. He looked at me and smiled. "You know Seven it's not to late to change your mind, I mean, I would hate for us to start hating each other again especially over something as little as football." Dallas said smiling.

"Don't worry Dally you'll get over the ass kicking I plan on giving to you and Zaire this year." I said looking at him and smiling back, before he could say something smart somebody grabbed me and put me in a headlock.

"Who's ass you going to beat?" Zaire said still holding me in a head lock. I struggled to get free and Zaire and Dallas just laughed.

"Alright quit, yall fuckin up my suit." I said as Zaire let me go. "I can't wait til football season." I said looking at both of them, and the busted out laughing. "Ya'll think I'm joking. Now can we please go I'm not trying to be there all day." I said walking outside.