stage 3 of grief bargaining
"i got to go help my mom get ready for the funeral tomorrow, but if you want you can come over tonight if you don't want to be alone" hunter said while grasping me and slowly swaying. i was about to say yes but but my tongue. last time i stayed at his house my mom died i can't do it. " no it's okay i'll be fine here" i said pulling away with a weak smile. " are you sure i want you to come" he said. as much as i wanted to say yes and didn't want to be alone i had to be alone. " i'll be fine, i'll see you tomorrow" i said. " okay , i love you and call me for anything and i'll be here as fast as i can" he said while after kissingmy forehead. " love you more" i mumbled. he left my room and i plopped right on my bed. why did i go to his house that night i should have been home when my mom needed me most after he sister died. i'm so stupid. none of this would have happened if it weren't for me staying at hunters house. i sighed and looked at the time. it was 7:34. i walked down stairs to go make some mac and cheese. my mom and mines favorite or atleast was. i walked to go recycle the box and passed by her room. part of me wanted to walk in but the other didn't. tomorrow. i said to myself.
