Kiss of death

meet and greet

Its been a month since the funeral and I've never been back there. Its not like I don't have the time, I guess I'm just a whimp. I just haven't found the strength to see them, instead I've been drowning in depression.

Today though I'm going to the cemetery. I'd asked mom to come with me but as always she had a show somewhere abroad. Lace is also away at her sister's , so Im going to man this ship on my own.

Like the demented soul I am, I'm dressing up like its a date. I even got flowers for myself like he'd have.

It's a sunny California Saturday morning and internally I'm as dull as death. I'm wearing a cute poker dot, pin up skirt and my long raven locks are hanging down my shoulders. I know Brand would have loved my housewife look , so here I am dressed up for a tomb.

I make my way downstairs for breakfast. I pull out some Rice Krispies and milk and make myself some food and settle down on the island to eat.

"Morning... may are ask who you are?"

I whip my head around and see a blonde woman in one of my dads shirts.

She would have been pretty but the fact that she might just have slept with a married man takes away from that. Okay I know she has, I wanna give my dad the benefit of a doubt okay?!

"What the actual fudge, who the fuck are you to ask me that in my house?!" I scream.

I didn't even know my father was home . He has time for skanks but not his daughter?

"Uhm are you like Jacob's wife , because he said you'd be out of town." The dumbo asks stupidly. So I ignore her and storm to my parents room. I burst in without knocking and find my dad passed out.

"Daddy?!....Jake?! Jacob wake the shit up.!"

"Uhm what the hell!? My head hurts and why are you cursing Ava." My father groans.

"Why is there a half naked woman in our house Dad?" I shout.

"oh shit honey I'm so sorry , I can explain baby?"he stuttered

"I'm confused, so I guess I'll just shut up." Blondy says, I doubt she could sound any more obtuse.

I look at my dad with disappointment and my tears begin to stream down. Not waiting to hear him lie, I make my way out and get into my car. I take off as fast as I can, not realizing  I have no shoes on.

When I get there I jump out and run all the way to the twins and fall onto their tomb. I curl into a little ball and bawl my eyes out. It seems to be all I do of late, cry and cry. Could I be any more pathetic?

Through the tears and lump in my throat I begin to tell the twins everything. I pour my heart out to them and yet I'm met with a silence that breaks my heart. Even they don't care, they left me just like my idiot of a mother and her cheating scumbag, my father. I cry harder ,my body begins to spasm and I heave, throwing up the krispies I'd downed earlier.

I'm pretty sure I look like shit and smell like a trash can , but who gives a rats ass right?As I keep emptying my tummy, someone holds my hair back and starts to rub my back. Any normal person would have been terrified but I'm too caught up in my grief to care.

Also I let myself believe my father came after me and is the one comforting me so I let him. When I'm done the person pulls me to them from behind , burying their nose in my hair. I'm pretty sure it's a male judging from their broad , taught chest. I relax and eventually stop crying.

That's when I decide to turn around and look at my father. Surprise surprise, its not him! Instead I'm met by a set of blue-gray eyes. The pale flawless face is fanned by silky thick hair that is the same color as mine. Its cut so that the sides are buzz cut short and the top has hair long enough that it's almost in his eyes.

He is gorgeous , even more so than Brand. He looks a little familiar though and the fact that I'm gaping at him is disturbing.

I realize that I look like a creep and smell no better , so I flush.

"Uhm excuse me.... " I mumble at a loss for words , putting some distance between us.

"Oh yeah! Are you okay?" He asks in a deep smooth voice that reminds me of Iron Fist. You know like the one from spiderman the cartoon series? Okay so I have a bit of a cartoon fetish, doesn't everyone?

"Uh apart from the fact that I have a massive headache and I feel like shit... I'm dandy." I deadpan

He chuckles lightly, bringing out his dimples. Aw I think I just had a mini orgasm. Oh glob! I'm standing next to Brandon's grave! What's wrong with me?

"It was kind of a dumb question wasn't it. So you knew the twins?... Fuck what's wrong with me.? Don't answer that." he mutters looking a little embarrassed.

"Its fine, I mean you just gave me a shoulder to cry on so I can at least tell you a little...  I've known them since birth and they are.... uh were my best friends. A year ago Brandon and I started dating!"  I say with a smile that's borderline a grimace.

"oh I see. So what's your name?" I smile grateful he doesn't say he is sorry. I swear nothing annoys me more than people who apologies for deaths.

"Avery Hemsworth , but you can call me Ava I guess.". I tell him

"oh hey... I'm Tristan Adams pleased to meet you , although I feel like I've seen you before."

So that's why he looked so familiar , he is the quarter back from West. Well that's a surprise.

"uh yeah.. I saw you at the game a few weeks back! I'm from the East. What are you doing in a cemetery anyway?"

"I came to see someone , or the rock that has replaced them." his sense of humor is cute right?

"Alrighty then!" I say awkwardly. I don't want to pry so even though I'm curious, I don't ask.

There is a long silence between us so to get rid of the awkwardness I Speak.

" Thanks for helping me today hey..  I'm gonna go home now. I'm sure I don't look too good so yeah!"

" Uh sure okay I guess I'll see you around?!" he asks

"Sureee.. bye!" I wave as I walk away and he gives me a salute.

I walk and only then do I realize the ache in my feet. Shit no shoes sucks! I creep to my car to avoid further pain.

When I get home, dad's car is not in the driveway. I'm glad I don't have to deal with him now. I'm too exhausted and frankly a little disgusted by him.I head upstairs to take a long bubble bath and then order pizza.

I sit down to watch a movie but I can't concentrate because I wonder how to tell mom. I really don't want to break her heart and my family apart.

Deciding its useless to half watch a movie, I head to bed early. When I'm tucked in , I log on to my Facebook and search for Tristan. What I discover on his page is mind boggling.

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A cliffhanger boo ah ahahahahahah. I'm a little evil guys .. 
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