A Trip to Heaven

Chapter 7

Right from the second I got there I was getting stares. But why? I wasn't the drunk driver, but I was the one driving the car Jack was in. My mom and I made our way to the black seats and I sat my black clutch down. I had to see this grave myself to believe it... And there it was. I fell to my knees reading "Jack O'Migell Oct 20, 1996- Nov 5, 2013" My eyes watered and I kept trying to catch my breath. I shook my head in disbelief with my hands over my mouth looking down at the 6ft deep hole and at the black coffin laying next to it. Pink flowers sat on the top of it. But why are they pink? He liked red flowers! Red roses! Not pink! I just broke down. I didn't know such a small thing like flowers could get me upset, but they just did.

I wasn't ready to let go. I would never be ready to let go. It just wasn't fair, one second he was here and in a flash he was gone, without a warning or a sign. I didn't get to tell him how much he ment to me, how much I love when he called me sweets, how much I loved when I got mad at him and he always made me giggle now matter how mad I was, how much I loved when he took me on surprise dates, how much I loved how on our 3rd date when he dropped me off and as he started to walk towards his car he turned back and told me if he didn't do this he would regret it then ran up to me and we shared our first kiss, how much I loved how I could tell him everything about me and my secrets, how much I loved when we kissed and I could feel him smile, how much I loved hearing him say my name, and so much more. And now all that stuff is gone. The love of my life is about to be buried 6ft under.

Hands wrapped around me and I looked to find Mrs. O'Migell,

Jacks Mom."Sweetheart may I take you for a little walk, I need to talk to you." I smiled a little smile and nodded my head wiping tears away.