Seven Phantom Ghosts: Book 1

Chapter Ten

Family Funeral Home - January 10th - 1253

    A funeral was held for Hanna's father and everyone else who had died in the attack. At the funeral, she gave a lovely eulogy to her father and the employees that died. Afterwards, she was greeted by Alison, who she suspected was going to be there since they were friends, but what really shocked her was seeing Wade with her as well, "Oh Wade, I wasn't expecting you to be here as well. I thought you hated me?"

    "Don't get me wrong, I do hate you, but I know how you feel and that you're not in the greatest mindsets right now." He gave her a sincere hug, and whispered something in her ear that only she could hear, "I wonder how long it will take before you break knowing that this is all of your fault, Hanna? I wonder if dear old dad knew what you were doing behind his back, even to the bitter end." He knew she was about to say something, "Keep it to yourself, after all, this is your father's funeral, I wouldn't want you to cause such a big scene." HE gave her a quick squeeze to finish his hug and pulled back and the look in his eyes that he gave her was of pure venom.

    Hanna thought of the same look that the assassin had, and as much as she wanted to put the accusations on Wade, she already knew it wasn't him because of his eye color: He has dull blue green while the assassin had dark brown what seemed almost black. She clenched her hands into fists and did the best she could to hold back her anger, but she wasn't doing that great of a job, but she managed to calm down after a minute.

    Wade knew that he had gotten into her head, so he smiled and waved her off, "It looks like I've overstayed my welcome so I'll head out." He flashed an evil smile at Hanna that he managed to disguise to the others as a generous smile, "I'll see you later, Hanna."

    Hanna went into complete shock when she heard him say that the way he did. She dropped to her knees and began to break down into tears. After a minute, she stood back up and chased him outside and called him out, "How dare you say that to me, Wade?! You know I just lost my father, why don't you show me the decency of an apology for my loss."

    "Decency? Do you honestly think I know what that word is? To me, that word has no meaning: Decency, Kindness, and Love. None of those words hold any weight or worth in my world, in my life. But, by all means, if you honestly think I should stoop to your level and show you this 'Decency' then you'll have to do something for me, and believe me, no matter how you look at, my payment for what you're asking of me is going to be far too steep for you to pay, and just like Zach said when he first showed up to the school 'I've killed people for less'. Think about it, there's always a reason people say something."

    Hanna stood there as the chilled air blew in the evening sun as the sun was beginning to set, "What kind of person are you? We're at a funeral, yet you are still a heartless bastard who holds no weight and cares not about what he says and how it can hurt people."

    Wade stood there in silence, giving Hanna a glare that not many people saw often, but it only seems to be Hanna to bring it out this often. His eyes consumed in shadows, "Good-bye Hanna, I truly am sorry about your loss. It's a shame that it wasn't me to throw your old man out the window." HE got on his bike and pulled his helmet over his head and rode off.

    Alison went outside to check up on Hanna when she found her doing her best to hold back her tears, but they were still crawling down her face, but didn't know that it had something to do with what Wade said, "Hey, Hanna its ok to cry. After all, this is your father's funeral, and I know how much he meant to you." She was suddenly embraced in a hug from Hanna and hugged her gently as Hanna began to cry out her very soul.

    "Thank you, Alison....I knew you....would understand...and care." Spoke Hanna through her cries. She looked to her left and saw that Wade was still across the street, but he was talking to someone, a girl she had never seen before, but could tell that she was recently in a fight or something because she was bandaged up and looked like she was still in a bit of pain.