The Feeling Of Love (Shyland Fanfic) COMPLETE

Chapter Fifty-Five: What A Wonderful Little Man

Shane's POV

Shay, Ryland and I were sitting in the front row of the church, waiting for Rylee's ceremony to start. All I did was cry. I knew that I'd have to go up and say what I had to say at some point, but honestly, my brain couldn't comprehend that we were having a funeral for a four year old.

"Hello everyone. Thank you for joining us in celebrating Rylee's short but amazing four years on this wonderful earth. Before we'd begin, please bow down your heads to pray." Everybody bowed their heads and held their hands close. Soon I heard everyone say Amen.

"Amen. Let's talk about Rylee. He was a smart little boy. Loved by the whole church. His innocent little chatters in the praiers. He was the best kid we ever had here, so quiet and polite. He left too soon, and so sudden. But he's with Jesus, and his beloved grandmother." I cried a little more, well until Shay stood up and went up to the mic. She didn't tell me she was going to talk.

"Um, Hi. You all know me as Rylee's older sister, who grew up coming to this church. But um, I knew if I didn't do this I would regret this for the rest of my life." I listened very closely. "If you know my dads or just me personally, you know that I'm a very shy person, and when it comes to singing, I feel like I'm going to pass out. I have never even sang in front of my own parents. The last few days, I have Rylee's favorite song here. And it's been really hard, practicing it and not hearing him clap along. But, he'd love it, so what the heck.." Someone gave her a guitar. She's never told me she can play the guitar. Not once. 

Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah we'll be counting starsI see this life, like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
And in my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye' shall find
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
On just doing what we're told
I-I-I-I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I-I-I-I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel aliveLately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting starsLately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars.

I stared at her in shock. I didn't know she had that voice. Shay gave the guitar back and came running to me, crying. She choked up a few times, just because how slow and soft she was going. 

It was my turn, I was suppose to go first, but that's okay. I got to hear my girl sing for the first time.

"I never thought in a million years I'd have to come up here and talk about my son.."