A Fresh Start

The Funeral

(Anna's P.O.V.)

I wake up very early. It's 4:30. We have to be at the airport at 6:00 to leave at 8:30. I put on a black dress and black flats. I even put on earrings today. Nothing fancy. I take my pain meds, and put my brace on. I get in my wheelchair, and head to the bathroom.

I go to the bathroom to do my hair. I decide to curl it, because it's a special occasion. I have to use a bunch of hair spray, because there might be a lot of humidity.

We arrive at the airport, and it's really packed. There's people everywhere. We probably should have left earlier.

We finally get through security about an hour later, and we decide to get breakfast, because we know if we don't, then we won't be able to get breakfast at all. We decide to go with a sausage and egg biscuit from McDonald's. Not the best breakfast, but pretty decent for an airport.

We are able to get on the plane at 8:15. Sean got us first class, which is good, because we don't have to deal with a stranger sitting by us. Sean gave me the window seat, because it's my favorite seat. I decide to spend the entire flight with my head rested on Sean's shoulder.

We arrive at the funeral home three hours later. Both funerals will be held here, apparently, an hour apart. I'm glad that both funerals will be held here, because it makes everything much easier.

Savannah's funeral is first, and I'm the first one to go up.

"Savannah was my best friend, and she was like a sister. She put me first in almost everything. There was a time when I tried to kill myself. I drove upset on purpose, and got into a car wreck. I remember she had something to do that morning, she couldn't miss it. But, for some reason, I woke up in the hospital, and she was there. She had brought Caleb, too. She will be missed, no doubt. The important thing to remember is that she's in a better place.", I say, and roll back to the seating area.

A few hours later, it's time for Christian's funeral. Again, I'm the first one to go up.

"Christian was my little brother. I didn't know him for long, but he was an amazing little brother. He lost his fight to cancer, but never once did his smile fade away. He would always make us laugh when we were upset. He was an amazing little brother, and I will miss him so much.", I say, and roll back to the seating area.

After the funerals, we head to the airport. Sean holds my hand, because he knows how depressed I am.

"I miss him so much!", I say.

"I miss him too.", Sean says.

An hour later, we're able to get on the plane. I don't want to go to Chicago. I don't want to go anywhere, really. I just want to go see my mom, Savannah, Christian, and Caleb.

"Sean, I really don't want to go to Chicago.", I say.

"I know.", Sean says.

"I also don't want to get kidnapped again, either.", I say.

"That makes for the two of us.", Sean says.

I rest my head on his shoulder, and try to take a nap.