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It's ok to cry

Five days later...

~~~~Savannah's POV~~~~
Today's the day. The day I dread the most. Jacks funeral day. I couldn't go to sleep even when Shawn was next to me comforting me, I didn't want to wake up knowing that i'd have to go. Would it be mean to not go? I would probably feel really guilty anyway.

"Hey." I heard Shawn stay from behind me. I turned around and saw him. He had his black dress shirt, black blazer, and black blazer on. Also his black dress shoes. It made his jawline pop. He looks very very very handsome.
"Thanks. I would say you look cute but you're not dressed yet." He smiled.
"Oh did I say that out loud?" I asked but the obvious answer is yes. He shook his head.
"I'm just not ready for this. It's so sudden." I laid on my back on the bed. Shawn did the same actions but wrapped his arms around me.

"Look at me." I moved my head into his direction and looked at him.
"You'll be strong ok. I'll be right next to you. And you have everyone else by your side. Ok?" He raised his eyebrow. I shook my head and kissed his cheek then sat up.
"I gotta get dressed. Sadly." I mumbled. He nodded, kissed me, then walked out shutting the door behind him.

I got out my black skater dress and slipped it on. Then walled into the bathroom and did my makeup which was a black wing and waterproof mascara knowing I would cry. Maybe. Then put some pale pink lipstick on, curled my hair putting it into a Dutch braid and put my jewelry on. I put my black platform converse on and got my clutch, phone and room key then left.

Shawn was sitting on the couch on his phone.
"Ok love you too. Bye." He hung and saw me with a questioning look.
"My mom. I was talking to her about moving out but she refused so we had a disagreement. But I'll end up moving out anyway." He shook his head and chuckled a little. So did I.
"You look beautiful. How did you even do that braid?" He asked. I just shrugged.
"It was very hard." I told him. He nodded and came over to me. I hugged him and just laid my head in his shoulder.

We stayed like that for a couple of seconds until all the guys came into the room. Even in black they looked handsome also. Sterling walked in with Mahogany and came over to me.
"Sav you look pretty. Omg I love that braid." Mahogany complimented.
"You guys are nice but none of this is gonna make me feel better. And thank you it took a while." I smiled. They laughed and went into their own little convo.

Troye and Connor were in the kitchen so I walked over and stood next to Troye putting my arm over him.
"You smell good." I told him.
"Thank you. It's Connors cologne." He looked over at him winking. Somethings totally going on between them. Everyone started leaving which meant it was time to go. I grabbed Troye's hand and we walked out the door.

We hopped into the limo and drove off.

(Skipping ride)

Ugh we're here. Those fourth minutes, I spent trying to sleep, listening to music, or talking to anyone hoping to get everything off my mind. But nothing worked. Everyone got out except em. I just sat there hoping no one would wait or see me. That was stupid though.

"Sav come on you have to get out." Troye pulled my arm yanking me to my feet. I huffed then walked out. We walked into the building seeing tons of people crying, or hovering over each other trying to keep company. I hated looking at this kind of stuff. It wanted to make me cry and freak out.

Shawn grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. After waiting for at least ten minutes, we were aloud to go into the area where the service and body, or should I say jacks body, were being held. We got to our seats, put everything down and went over to the casket.
Surprisingly, they cleaned him up good and put him in a suit. I just couldn't look though.

It was a mini line since it was his family first, but once it was our turn, I just froze. Shawn dragged me up and we stopped at the casket. Tears welled up in my eyes while looking at him. One of my best friends is in a casket because I put all this pressure on him.
"Just close your eyes." Shawn whispered to me. I nodded and did what he said. Once there was a tug at my arm, I opened my eyes and moved on.