53: My Final Goodbye.

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Harry

It's been a week since I last talked to Raelynn in the hospital. It was hard walking away but I had to, I hurt her too many times and she was right, all I did was cause problems in her life.

So here I am, watching Jakes funeral from afar. Tears threatened to fall as I watched but I had no right to cry here. I was the reason he died, I could've saved him but I didn't.

I watched my kitten cry as she held onto his casket. His parents and her parents sobbing as the pried her off of it.

"No!!" She cried out, "He can't go!!"

I sighed, and took a step back before turning around. I stood with my back to them for a minute before getting the courage to walk away before they saw me.

My hands stuffed in my pockets, my head hanging low as I walked. I watched my feet with each step I took to my car.

I got in my car and started it up and looked at her as she looked at the casket.

This is my final goodbye, I love you, kitten.

Raelynn

My mom got me off of the casket and held me close to her rubbing my arm as I cried.

"It'll be ok, honey. Everything will be ok." She tried to soothe me.

I pulled away from her and walked to my car, tears rolling down my cheeks as I walked. I looked up and looked back at the casket before turning back to the direction of my car. A familiar black Range Rover started up.

"He can not be serious.

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