You Don't Know Me

Chapter 16| Funeral

><<>>Will POV<<>><

I was moved into a foster home today. I now live with two strangers.

I convinced the police to let me leave and not stay with my mother. They said the other option was foster care. Which is better than being stuck with my mom.

She killed her own little kid. So no doubt that she will hurt me. Again.

They seem nice, so I'm okay, but today is also the day of Emily's funeral, so I also don't think I'm okay.

I get dressed in my black formal clothing. I leave and enter my car before driving off to the place where the funeral is going to be held.

When I arrive I immediately see Lexi, Jake, and Josh.

I get out of the car and we all group hug.

After seeing her in that big casket I broke.

My chest shakes as I let out silent tears. Jake pats my shoulder and gives me a sympathetic look. I purse my lips and I nod in a thank you.

We all drive together to the graveyard afterwards for the burial.

Now it's time for the speeches. I couldn't bring myself to do it so I asked Lexi since she always got along well with Emily.

Lexi walks up and she has a few index papers in her hands. Her red eyes look nervously over the papers before she puts them down to her side.

She takes a deep breath before speaking.

"Emily Barlow was the best little 5 year old I have ever met. She was so happy and full of life. She always had a big bright smile on her face, and of course anyone with her would smile since her smile was so contagious. She was so empathetic and optimistic. Even when she knew someone was upset she would just tell you it would get better and she would rub your back like the way a mature adult would do. She was so smart and mature. She always knew the better decision, she just knew how to make someone's day. I remember once we were at the amusement park and she scraped her knee on the pavement. It hurt but she just got back up and said 'I'll be okay, I'll get better' she insisted on not leaving and she wanted to keep going on the rides because she said 'she won't let it ruin her day'. Nobody could hate her. She had no enemies. No fights. No anger inside of her. We will all miss her beautiful laugh. Her contagious smile, and her consistent optimism. We love you Emily. May you rest in peace"

Her voice cracked at times and she looked sorrowful but just remembering her made her give a sad smile.

Emily really was amazing. We really will miss her.

Lexi and the guys all came up to me and we hugged once more. They comforted me during it all. They were all there for me and for that I am eternally grateful.

We finish the burial by placing pink roses on her casket.

Pink was always her favourite colour.

We all waited and watch as they lowered her into the ground. I couldn't hold in my tears as they flowed down my face.

I remembered the night it all happened.

The night I lost my little sister.

The night my parents killed their youngest child.

The night I lost Emily.

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"STOP!" I yelled at my parents. They were throwing her into their arms I watched as her body was thrown onto the ground. Bruises cover her. Her pained expression and tears roll down her cheeks.

She doesn't scream. She just does nothing to stop it. She's too weak.

If they hurt her anymore they might just kill her.

"STOP! STOP IT PLEASE!" I plead as tears come down my face.

"You want us to stop?" My dad asks darkly.

"What if we don't?" My mother says in her sinister voice.

"You'll kill her" I whimper "You'll kill her."

"How about NO!" my dad says.

My mother kicks her sense less as my dad throws punches at her face. I scramble over to Emily and I try my hardest to stop them.

I fight them.

I try my hardest but I can't I'm too weak since they were just hitting me.

Once my dad hits me to the ground my mom gets even more mad.

She throws one last hit at Emily and every thing goes silent.

The only sounds you can't hear is their hearts beating from adrenaline and my cries.

Nothing from Emily.

I weakly crawl over to her limp body.

I press two fingers on her neck.

Nothing.

I cry out as a wave of anger and sadness washes over me.

I bring her body into my lap and I cry.

My parents run out of the house when they realize what happened.

My parents killed Emily.

My parents are murderers.

I lost my little sister.

The one who comforted me when I was sad even though she never even asked why. The one who always said 'it'll be okay'.

The happiest little girl even though her life was far from happy she lived it like it was.

I already miss her.

I want my little sister back.

I realize something about that.

I will never see her smile, never see her laugh, never see her first boyfriend, never graduate high school, never go to college, never get a job.

Her life was over. She's dead.

I lost her.

Emily is gone forever.