~°Isabelle's POV°~
"Name of the father, the son, holy spirit... Amen." the Priest said while sprinkling Holy Water on top of the casket.
I invited all my family members and my father's friends that I knew.
It has been at several days (like a month or so) since the day the nurse told Carter and I his heart stopped.
I really appreciate that the Magcon Tour hosts postponed the events that were coming up.
I invited the others, Shawn, Aaron, Carter, etc. with me because I couldn't do this alone. I needed my boys beside me. All of us got really close to each other.
We were all at church still. After this ceremony we were going to the graveyard and bury him next to my mother.
·After Mass·
They placed the a marble stone upon my father's grave. It read
"Chris Michael Young September 8, 1962- June 24 2013' .
Today is the 28th of June. After the 1 hour session at the graveyard, all of my family members went home, even my dad's close friends left. Before they actually got in their vehicle, they said their sorry's to me and their goodbye's to my dad. Before my grandparents on my mom's side, they gave me something and they wanted me to promise them I will never do what my dad did to me. I promised. My grandma gave me a small box. My grandparents on my dad's side gave me a thick envelope. They gave me a very tight hug and kisses on my forehead and cheek.
As the cemetery started to empty, my other family members gave me items from the past. Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins gave me a lot of things referring to both of my parents. I was very heart broken at most of the stuff I got. It was finally over I don't have anyone else, all my family members live in other states and My grandparents on my dad's side live in Canada.
Hazel came with her parents. She gave me a big tight hug. I started to cry more.
*** Isabelle's House***
I sit miserably on the couch with the guys and Hazel. They all tried to cheer me up but it didn't work.
"I'll be right back." I say to everyone and stood up and sprinted up the stairs. I entered into my room and grabbed the stuff I got from my family members and close friends. I closed the door behind myself and entered my parents room. I turned door knob slowly. I entered the quiet room.
I laid down on the bed and rested my head in the center of the pillows. (basically im in the middle) I sit up and took a deep breath. I grabbed the stuff from the edge of the bed.
After opening up all the envelopes I got a lot of pictures of back then, money, gift cards.
I saw the small gray box, I thought it would be jewelry. I opened it up, it was a heart shaped locket, I opened up the small locket. It was a picture of my parents, their wedding day.
I held the pendant close to my heart. "I love you" I whisper to myself. I need my parents.
If my parents are gone, what's gonna happen to the house? I'm not able to pay for it.
Maybe I might do a yard sale or sale this house. I lay back on the bed and I ask myself.
What will happen to the house when I'm gone. I'm leaving for Florida next week. I don't have my parents with me anymore.
I kiss the left and right pillow and clenched my fists and pretend that my family reunited with me again.
"Mom... Dad... You will always be in my heart...Forever... and ever"
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