I just dont get it (Completed)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Ciara's P.O.V

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We decided to end our trip early, so I could go check out what happened to my mom.

After last night when Trae told me my mom died, I couldn't really go to sleep.

I had already packed both of our suitcases while Trae was sleep.

I called and asked for an earlier flight. After we took our showers and got dressed

We called the cab and met him downstairs,

We rode in silence, as I thought of memories of my mom.

Like the time my mom bought me a new bike and I couldn't ride it so she taught me for hours how to ride the bike and

Never did she get mad. And when I started riding the bike she kissed me and said she was proud of me.

That memory always made me smile.

I was lost in my thoughts I didn't even realize the car stop and we was in front of the airport.

Trae unloaded our suitcases and I put them on the cart. We got checked and checked in

We sat and waited for the flight attendants to announce our plane.

When we boarded the plane, Trae went back to chewing his gum and blasting his music, while I just sat there and looked out the

window.

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When we arrived in Philly I was happy to smell the fresh air. Trae gave the airport manager the ticket and hopped in his car.

We rode in all the way to our house in complete silence. Nothing but 'I luv this shit by August Alsina' played

When I first walked in the house I just wanted to sleep. But of course I called Daya first to see what happened.

Phone conversation

Daya:"hello"

Me:"what's going on? What happened?"

Daya:"mom passed away" she sniffed

Me:"I know, ya set up the funeral"

Daya:"we don't have that type of money, I was wondering if we could get her cremated"

Me:"hell no, I'm not going to burn mommy"

Daya:"what else are we suppose to do?" She sobbed

Me:"don't worry I got the money" I hung up

End of phone conversation

I couldn't believe the Daya actually wanted to burn mommy, that's one thing my mom didn't want was her body to be burnt.

She repeatedly told me over and over again that she did not want to get cremated, she was not food.

So I will give her a proper funeral.

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I called several funeral homes, near us.

I didn't care how much it costed, she was getting a proper funeral

After setting up a date and picking out a casket I drove home

Trae wasn't there, like I figured.

I took a nice long shower and put on pajama shorts and a black tank top.

I went downstairs to grab me a sandwich when I tipped over on my stomach.

The pain shot right into my stomach, I nearly cried.