Miss You
Redditch,England,1969
I pulled a tight,black,lacy dress over my body. I didn't bother with makeup because I would cry it off. Mick's car horn sounded in my driveway,informing me I had to leave. I took one last look in the mirror,and walked out to Mick's car. I opened the back door and sat next to Keith and Charlie. I stared at my feet, trying not to sob. It had been two days without Brian,and it seemed like I hadn't taken a breath since I discovered him. We arrived at the funeral home,and got out. It was a large white building with marble stairs and pale white pillars supporting the roof. I walked in with the other three guys and found a spot to sit. I looked around at all of Brian's friends: Jimmy Page,Jeff Beck,Keith Moon,Roger Daltrey,Ringo Starr,George Harrison,David Bowie,Jimi Hendrix,Robert Plant,John Lennon,and other rock figures. I didn't want to talk to any of them,I wanted Brian to come back and tell me this was just an awful nightmare."How ya' holdin' up?" Someone asked. I looked up to see George staring down at me. "Awful." I stood up to meet his height and sobbed into his chest. "It's gonna be okay,Y/N..." "No it's not. He's gone,and there's nothing I can do!" "I know Y/N,but you can move on eventually and be happy. I know Brian would have wanted it that way." He rubbed my back, trying to comfort me. "Thank you." I wiped my face and pulled away from him. What he said really resonated with me,and I thought about it up until I had to speak for him. I pulled myself from my thoughts,grabbed my paper,and went up to the podium. "Brian was my best friend,my soulmate,but more importantly he was always there for everyone. Although he felt alienated at times from the group,he was still there for anyone who needed him to be there. I'll miss him for sure,but he would want me to move on...All of us. Brian touched all of our lives,and I think he supposed to be there for us along the way to our end,just so we know how amazing one person can be." I added in most of that on the spot. I tried not to shake and cry,to which I failed. Silent,pained tears fell down my cheeks,and my body shook gently. I walked back to my seat slowly,it seemed like a million years. Everyone's eyes were on me,I knew they felt bad for me. "The poor helpless,pathetic things lost her boyfriend. Her one true love. I pity her." I could hear it...I could sense someone had said the exact thing. When I finally sat down,I let it out. I full on sobbed. I couldn't hold it in any longer. Everyone understood why,of course,but they still stared at me. I was thankful when Mick went up to the podium. I blocked everything out,I couldn't stand to hear what he said. I just wanted Brian back.
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