When there were you and I ~ a 707/Luciel/Saeyoung x MC story

Chapter 18 - The Funeral

~Vini/Sarah POV~

It felt just like you were flying again. It was amazing. Freeing. You wanted to scream in glee. But you knew you had to reel it in the next day. You sat back down and sighed. Your hair was ruined but it didn't matter. Today you wanted to live. For James. You looked over at Saeyoung. He looked like he was having fun too. You took your polaroid camera out. As he slowed down, you took a picture. He blinked and looked at you questioningly. You smiled and looked at the photo print slowly developing in your hand. It was a good photo. He was smiling excitedly like a little child. Today.. was a good day. You wouldn't let anything get you down. You'd promised James that. That you would celebrate his farewell, would take pictures of everything you'd done since the morning of. There was more, but it could happen over the course of the day. You knew you looked crazy. Talking to dead children. About them. It was alright though. It was good because it kept him far. Maybe he would be scared away if you showed him the crazies. You couldn't be a normal girl anyway. Not that you knew what that entailed. You smiled softly and let the wind play with your hair.

Suddenly the car swerved a bit to the right. You were taking a sharp turn and Saeyoung looked like he was on the edge of excitement. Shit! You hadn't buckled in after sitting back down and was almost flying out of your seat. He looked over at you and pushed you back into your seat, keeping his hand against your waist. You grabbed on to him and laughed out loud. He was breathing really fast. You suddenly realized how strong his arms were as he brought it back. "Sorry," he said breathily. "I tend to be a jerk when I drive."
"Do it again," you said. "It was fun!". He looked over at you. He looked so confused. But he didn't say anything. You knew what he was thinking, that you had a death wish. You put your seat belt on, hoping that it quelled the thought. As he made the next turn he did the same. It was amazing. You couldn't help but squeal in delight, and watched as he drifted. "Woohoo!" You yelled. The rush of adrenaline was amazing. Click. He'd taken a photo of you this time with the polaroid. "For James.", he said, smiling, but not meeting your eyes. Dear God, bless his soul. You smiled back. You wanted to pat his messy head. To tell him to not worry. But you didn't. Sorry James. I can't speak up about everything today.

As he turned in, you could see that a few people were gathering outside the church. The casket must be inside. You felt a hard lump in your throat. This was it. After Saeyoung parked, and you got out, you took another picture of the people gathering, and another of the church. You placed all the photos in your bag, haphazardly. You looked over at him, and said "I need to see him, alone." He nodded and replied "I'll be over with Doc, over there. Take your time". You watched as he turned and walked towards the gathering. You turned and started to ascend the church steps. You hated this part. But no one ever asked you to come to their bodies. James was specific. As you reached his casket you pull up a chair. He was pale. But then all dead bodies were. He was dressed in his favorite T-shirt, shorts and sneakers. They were all a little dirty. He was holding the book you'd given him, and on it was scribbled, 'I win'. You couldn't help but smile. You patted his head softly and took out the box and placed it by his head. "There you go, you cheeky bastard. You won the bet and left me here to rot. I know you only asked for a lock, but.. I didn't want to give you just that. I'd have shaved my head if you hadn't specifically asked me not to. I'm trying to keep my promise. I've been taking pictures up until now. I won't be giving you all of them though. My.. special friend is in some of them. You look mighty dashing, I must say, considering that,you know.. That you're dead.". You stopped, the lump getting harder.

"I know, that you wanted to live. And I'm sorry you didn't. Your folks are assholes, but they are here. So I guess in their own way, they're showing their feelings. I'm trying to show mine too. But it's only for today. And I'm also sorry that I won't be keeping all my promises for today. It's .. complicated. I did find my defender of justice. But I can't just tell him everything. It might be a little too much. Besides, every time I think about it, I feel like some stupid hormonal teenage girl. You know the kind, they squeak and squeal and never really say what's on their mind. So I'll be happy, today. I'll be the way I really want to. But not entirely. The last promise I'll do when I'm alone. It's hard to scream as loud as I want to when there's someone around..heh..". You proceeded to tell him about all the things that happened since that morning. You told him that you were wearing a purple dress and sneakers, just like they'd talked about. Finally you, got up, when you were done. "I'm going to go meet your grandma. Hopefully she will tolerate what I'm wearing right now. She might be over-whelmed with all the people. I hope you're happy wherever you are. Watch over me, ok?" You leaned over and kissed his forehead. Smiling, and wiping your tears you walked back out. Before walking down the steps you lean against the massive door, and cry a little more, letting your tears escape you. Yo couldn't hold it in anymore and proceeded to sob earnestly. It would be easier to get it out now, rather than in front of a crowd.