The Wendigos

Chapter 3

Ivy's POV

Another funeral.

This whole year has turned out to be nothing but a bunch of funerals.

I was wearing the same black dress that i had worn two days ago at James Jefferson's funeral.

I looked up at my father, whose eyes were brimming with tears; a ghastly sight i had never encountered before.
Meloncholy dawned on my mind.

Mayor Weatherbury was like a brother to my dad; they had grown up together and they used to do everything together. The sunday dinners, drinking parties they used to have, shopping sprees my mother and the Mrs Weatherbury used to go to - all flashed across my mind like videos on fast forward.

My attention hauled back to my dad's miserable condition as my eyes caught his gaze. To hide his agony, his hand moved to his face to wipe the last drop of tear he shed that day.
But his eyes still reflected how broken he was from the inside.
Moving of their own accord my hands clasped around my father's chest and embraced him in a tight hug. He was never a hugger, but he hugged me back , further proving his dejected state of mind.

The ceremony ended as quickly as it had begun. By the end of it, everybody including me was in tears.

My eyes fell on a blond girl sitting alone right​ at the front as i was leaving. Her shoulders were moving up and down as she sobbed.

I walked upto her, recollecting my spirits.

"Katie, are you doing fine?"
Of course, she wasn't. Her dad died.

I decided not to trust my speaking skills anymore letting my body take over. I managed to spread my arms around her narrow shoulders, engaging her in an embrace.

Her hands flew to her face, as she started crying, her sobs echoing in my ears. And then she hugged me back, only releasing me after crying to her full capacity.

"Thank you, Ivy. I really needed that."
Katie's sleek broken voice reached my ears.

Katie was like this elder sister to me that i never really had. I needed study advise, i'd go to her. If i needed boy advise, i'd go to her ( that being her speciality). If i needed fashion advise, Katie all the way.

Seeing her like that, all weak and vulnerable was not a good sight.

"He was all i had, Ivy." She sobbed.

"No, you are wrong Kate. You have me. You have dad and mom and josh. My family is yours. Keep that in mind, okay"

Giving me a feeble smile, she uttered back "okay".

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Two days had passed since the mayor's funeral and Katie had been living with us since then. But now we had come to Katie's place.

My eyes drifted across the room surveying the mess in every knook and corner. A suitcase lay open on the bed, Katie leaning over it was stuffing things into it.

I had come here to help her pack but apparently she was self sufficient.

Katie glared at me, flashing her green eyes and then pointed at a blue dress lying on the floor.

Oh! I had forgotten. I had some work to do afterall.

I picked up the dress and handed it to her. She put it inside her case over the other clothes and then zipped it up.
The next hour was spent cleaning her room.

Katie was moving out of town to live with her aunt. I was sad about it but i did not want to hold her back so i stayed shut.

"Ivy, i will miss you." She had said.

" Don't worry, you ll be getting calls everyday. Who else will solve my high school problems? ."

She burst into laughter. " Yeah! Who will tell you how not to dress like a grand ma!!!"

"Hey! I don't dress like a grandma." I replied back trying to sound angry and hurt.
" Yeah ! Missy, sure sure! " ...

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As i lay into the bed that night, i thought about the last few days. Especially, about one thing.

My father was standing for the post of Mayor.

Against Jake Walker, Jesse's dad.

My father, a plain and honest lawyer, was never into town's politics. But this time it was different. He believed that Jake Walker was not a good man and he couldn't let him stand at the place where his friend stood, or pollute that place, as my father had said.

Well, i didn't know about his father but Jesse definitely didn't give any positive vibes to me. I still​ had to talk to Meryl as i had gotten no time earlier.

But with things getting so serious, there wasn't really much time to solve boyfriend issues. Was there?

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