Beautiful Memory

Chapter 4 Beautful Memory

CHAPTER 4!!!!

I woke up in the morning feeling like P diddy. JK.that songs old. Wow that was even cheesy for me. Sorry to ruin the moment lol.

I woke up in the morning feeling sore. Well that's what you get for sleeping on the floor. Wobbling to the bathroom I took a nice hot shower, which let my tense muscles feel a bit better, and dried myself off. Drying the mist from the mirror I looked over at myself. My stomach wasn't its usual curvy, skinny self, I looked a little bloated. I have had a bad feeling ever since the wedding night, like something eating away my soul, I felt a huge pressure on my heart. It didn't feel right, it felt awful, worse than anything in the world. Sighing, I blow dried my hair and let it go in wavy strands down my back. Styling my side bangs just right so it covered my right eye and had a windblown effect I applied waterproof mascara, knowing ill need it for today) I didn't put on eye shadow or blush, I don't need it because my skin is blemish free and my eyes are beautiful anyway. I stared at the mirror and chanted to myself. You can do this Danica, You can get through this. Even as I said this I didn't believe one word. I'm hopeless. Quickly rushing to my modern black and white style room I looked at my alarm clock. 10:47 a.m. Ok I got like an hour to get ready for the.....funeral. Trying not to cry I slipped on the dress and my black stilettos, adding a few bracelets to my look. I thought about putting on a necklace and my hand immediately flew to my chest. Feeling the cold silver chain hanging around my neck, I grasped the heart shaped locket that was their. Looking at the intricate silver swirls and the letters AL engraved in the middle I felt a tear escape my eye. Wow! I was planning to see how long it would be till I cried and it didn't last long. He gave me that necklace for my 18th birthday and I haven't taken it off since. And I never will. Just one more thing to remember him by. He told me that I carry his heart around with me. I wiped my tears and heard my stomach grumble. I really need to eat more; my poor baby is going to starve! I fixed myself some eggs, toast and bacon!! I quietly savored each bite of my mouth watering breakfast and before you know it I was stuffed. Looking at the time it read 11: 35 p.m. I had 25 minutes of nothing to do but wait for my parents. I needed something to take my mind off everything that was going on. So I grabbed my computer and started researching up on Atwood. "Lets see what I've been missing", I mumbled while googling Atwood, Georgia. 670,000 results came up. I randomly clicked on a community homepage. It showed what to do in Atwood and the residents; I clicked on what's new page and it showed a new building being made. It was

A little shopping mall; hmm now I know where to buy my clothes. Then I saw a new Wal-Mart opening up close to the town, now I know where to buy groceries. I kept looking through the town map to see how I would get my necessities when I mover their and to see what to do when I move their. I'm going to have to quit my job and get a new job, so I looked into jobs in the area. Just as I was looking into that a knock was at the door. It was 12:03 p.m. my parents must be here. I grabbed my black handbag, with my wallet, cell phone, extra makeup, my i.d and a lot of tissues, and then I opened the door and saw my mom in a long black dress, black pointy toed heels and one of those small dramatic hats with a black veil in the front. "Danica, hello darling, you look beautiful, we are supposed to be there an hour early and were already running late, lets go.", she said in a soft voice. I nodded and followed her to the car. My dad was wearing an all black tuxedo, he stayed quiet and acknowledged my with a nod. We drove there in silence. When we got there, only a few cars were parked. The funeral viewing was held inside, and later on in the day the private burial would be held. Inside was quiet. There were rows of pews, and a few children sitting on them. The adults were huddled in the middle of the room. I noticed the Linkons, all wearing black, in the group. The rest were close family relatives of him. Many were already crying like, his parents. His mother was a wreck and when I walked to the group she grabbed on to me and held me in a tight embrace, sobbing on my shoulder. I gave her a small hug and felt tears stinging my eyes. I was a strong woman, I hardly ever cried but after him I was an emotional wreck. Letting go I nodded at the other family members and gave small hugs. Everyone was giving me pity looks and telling me how sorry they felt. I looked straight ahead, there was a podium with a preacher gathering his bible on it, and a lot of flowers around the little area around the preacher was. Then I looked to the right of the stage and there was a big casket. It was a dark marble, with a silver trim. I sat in the front row. The preacher said a few words about him. And some close members of the family did too. When I went up the few steps to the podium I looked into the darkly beautiful casket. There pale, but still gorgeous was him. He was wearing a formal tuxedo, which was pleated to fit his frail body. His fallen angel face (literally) was ruined with a few scratches and a big bruise on his right cheek, and I'm sure under his outfit he had many more. He lay with his hands crossed over his heart. My hand was trembling as I reached towards his hands, the same beautiful hands that caressed me every night, the same hands that dried my tears, the same hands that comforted me when I felt bad. The same hands that would never touch me back again. It was quiet and I felt very, very alone. My hands gently glided over his cold lifeless hands, and then I jerked back my hand and remembered everyone watching me and why I was here. I quickly got up, realizing I was on the floor, and I ran. Ran from all my family members and friends, ran from the tears and devastation, but most important of all, I ran away from my one true love and best friend who was now dead.

Wow. very hard to write this chapter, i was trying to see how i would react in this situation because this has never happened 2 me duh! im like 12 going on 13 lol. So i want critisism!!! Anything to change or add, i didnt look it over so any mistakes?? Please fan and vote!!!! and comment. If you tell me i will try to read the stories you give me sooner or later, so dont worry! Tell your friends! And sorry its late! Love all my readers!!! thank you so much!!! <3