The funeral was a few days late Nobody actually knew why or how mum died, it was so sudden. We never knew much at the time, we were only told she had gone away for a while and this is what they do when a loved one goes away. Except it never quite made sense because she hadn't attended and people were wearing black.
"Why are people crying grandma?" Ice asked gripping onto grandma's sleeve.
"You're mother won't be coming back, sweetheart, she's in a better place now"
"where has she gone?" Ice was always asking questions.
"heaven" grandma replied
Ice and me exchanged glances
"can we visit? where is heaven?"
grandma never answered that one. nobody did. We seemed to think heaven was a place. Like a country or a city that's what everyone told us. That's what we believed. We never exactly attended the funeral, we were outside with our Auntie Daisy getting her to read the gravestones. She wasn't very fond of her sister (our mum) and so never attended either, using us as an exscuse.
"What are gravestones?" Ice asked her
"where people go when they die" she replied. Daisy was only 15 and got quite moody at times. Even then we could tell she was bored.
"So why are we here? Mum's gone to heaven! She's not died!"
Auntie Daisy opened her mouth to speak, but then snapped it closed. In the end she only said "Heaven is where you go when you die".
Reality
We drove on down the road. Ice was texting somebody, smiling strangely as she typed. I was replying lamely to Marion's questions and comments on things. David, Marion's husband was sleeping softly, jolting awake every time the car went over a speed bump.
Suddenly, my phone in my pocket buzzed to life. It was a text from Jake
'Get your sister to STOP texting me!'
I sighed.
"Ice. Ice? Ice listen to me!"
"Huh?" her head shoots up from her phone. "What?"
"Stop texting Jake."
"But he's my boyyyfriend" she moans
I shake my head
"No Ice. He's not. Stop making things up"
she hands over her phone and I pocket mine and hers.
Marion parks the car. I look out the window. Oh No. We're at the forest.
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Flashback
Teen FictionWhen Cherry and Ice's mum die, They only have each other left of their own blood. Cherry can see clearly into her own past, remembering things she'd rather forget, but can carve out her life with the mysteries of her past. She doesn't tell anyone wh...
