Upside Down

Chapter 13

Ok guys I've been going through alot lately. So I'm very sorry for the late update. So i decided I'm going to try my best to update twice a week. Don't forget about me pleasee!

*Imaginary kisses* byee you sexy beast.

Back to the story

~Four days later

~Mariah Pov.

Cherline Johnson known as Cheri, A daughter, a bestfriend and last a mother. She died before she could reach 35. On June 27 at 5:43. Her spirit will always be with us as she is with our God the Father. Her best friend Mason Bleu has a few words to say.

I watch as Smalls let go of me and made his way toward the microphone. I lean on the other side and cried onto grand mama sleeve. I look at the casket and saw my once lively mother cover in makeup with her arms folded across her chest. Even though she had makeup she was still beautiful.

"My dear Cheri i wrote this poem for you". Smalls started

I swear everytime i hear my mother's name or nickname i cringed.

You'll always be mine.

I have love you from the time

we locked eyes

I know we were going through a struggle

But weren't you the one that told me we have to hustle

Each of my heart beats goes to you,

Each breathe i take is for you,

Each tear i shed today is for you because i know i can never be with you

You left me in this cold world

God damnit i can't believe you girl!

I'm going to miss how are finger would interwhined without us giving

it the consent

Cheri I'm nothing without you in this present

I'm going to miss as your soft hands would softly brush against my skin

Babygirl how can i live?

How can i move past from what has been?

How do you want me to survive without you?

Not hold you into my arms and say baby its ok i got you

Who am i going to tell the three special words too

I love you....

Smalls walk back to me tears streaming down his face not even bothering to wipe them away. It was my turn to speak. I stood up and keep my head high as the tears rolled freely down my face. I grabbed the mircophone before i said anything i look unto the crowd and saw my little family and friends.

"t- they ask me w-whattt the defintion of a mother is" I said chocking on my words.

"Honestly i can't tell you that. Because i don't have just a mother. I have a fighter, a superwomen most of all my hero.

I always think back , like what if I never yelled at her?, what if we never started fighting?, what if i said i love her instead? All these questions run through my mind ever day, ever hour, every minute" I continued.

2 hours later...

Were now in the cementary saying goodbye to my beloved mother. Me and grand mama lean on each for support as we watch her go down. Smalls is on his knees crying and screaming no. I'm trying my best to be strong, but you will never know the feeling were you never get to feel or see that person again.