Wickedly Twisted (Ben Drowned fan fiction)

Sorrow chapter 5

Third person POV
Tragedy was heart broken over Michael. She hated creepy pasta more than anything now. She read Michael's old text to her daily. She'd sit in her room and sob for hours. Her uncle came home immediately when he got the news.

It's been a week since his death. The police decided to release his body to his family. The funeral would be held today.

Tragedy wouldn't go to school. She wouldn't leave her room. She barely slept, or ate. She was a complete mess. Ben would visit her time to time, but she was too lifeless to entertain him.

Today Tragedy would be attending Michael's funeral. She would wake up any second to her awaiting horrific day.

Tragedy's POV

My alarm went off to my displease. My chest had the heavy crushing feeling that would never leave my soul. The sadness seeped throughout my body. I felt numb to the core.

Getting out of bed seemed almost impossible, but today would be the last day I'd ever see my best friend. My last time seeing him would be him laying lifeless in a casket. If only I would've kept him at my house. If only I hadn't been so shocked, and just let him kiss me.  He would still be alive.  None of this would have happened.

I put on a black dress that I had worn to my grandfather's funeral.  It came down about two inches above my knees.  The sleeves were lace, and came down a little past my elbows.  The dress was well fitted at the top, and at the waist it flowed out.  It was a nice dress really, but it was very depressing.

I brushed my hair and teeth.  I slipped on strapy velvet high heels.  I did a bit of makeup, and walked out of my room. 

"Are you ready to go to Ben's funeral?"  My uncle asked.

My heart felt anger at the name Ben.  I hated that name more than anything.

"That's not his name!  His name is Michael!"  I shouted

"Okay, I'm sorry.  Please just calm down it's alright."

We got in the car, the trip was silent.  I plugged in my headphones, and hit shuffle on my phone.  Haunting by Halsey was the first song to come on.  Halsey calmed me.  Her music had a hazy feeling to it, which is how I felt right now.

We pulled into the funeral home after a few songs had passed.  We walked in, and everyone was walking up to the casket.  They were giving condolences to the family that I had met many times.  The heaviness in my chest set in, and the tears started to roll down my cheeks rapidly. 

That boy laying in the casket is and was my best friend.  I loved him more than I had any stupid creepy pasta.  It was my turn at his casket.  I touched his hand it was cold and felt like stone.  I took the necklace from around my neck, and laid it in his casket. 

The necklace was one we had got matching.  Mine said Link, and his said Zelda.  We got them because I said he was my Link, and he'd say I was his Zelda.  Last time he was over my house he had taken it off before getting into the shower I guess.  When he got out he must have forgot to put it back on, cause after coming home that night I found it in my bathroom.

In a way by putting the Zelda necklace in the casket I felt I was burring myself with him.  I touched his face, and then his hair.  I leaned into the casket kissed his cold lips then his cheek.  I walked away. I talked to his parents, and then sat down.  His mother didn't want me to leave her side so I sat next to her. 

She held my hand and sobbed with me the whole time.  It was over, and everyone said their last good byes.   After everyone, but his mother and father left I went up to his casket.