My New Life and Coping With It

The Funeral: Waterworks (part 2)

So im not gonna upload a lot starting May 6 to May 18 because i have an english assignment that is due on the 18. I will probably upload 1 chappie per week so yeah.Im also sorry for breaking my promise i made last week because i had to do stuff on that sunday and i wasn't home. SSSOOORRRRRRYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I'm really nervous. We've been in the car for 15 minutes and i'm starting to get jumpy. I don't like funerals but who doesn't? It's just nothing good comes out of it. Usually back in Vancouver, whenever someone close dies i sneak away and run to somewhere. Anywhere. Just to get away. Then at about 10:00 pm, either my parents or the cops find me. When i get home i either burst into tears or their is a group hug waiting for me. I always burst into tears while hugging my family because i always feel like i failed my now dead family member from protecting them. And what's worse, they don't die of old age. Oh no, they die of.........murder. Or accidents. Whichever comes first. And they're not in Vancouver when their murdered either. They are usually somewhere around the world. All in all, i hate funerals.

Suddenly i snap out of it. George's hand was waving in front of my face. I look around the car to see that it was just me and George. George looks alarmed though. I instantly become angry and slap his hand away.

"hey! What was that for?" Geoge whines. I sigh. Did i forget to mention that funerals make me moody? I sigh again.

"sorry George its just i hate funerals and they make me moody." i say. George lets out a 'hmphh' and climbs out the car. Then i noticed my surroundings. Looks like everyone came to L.A. And i mean everyone. All of my family friends and friends came here. Even Darcy, the cop that always finds me back in Vancouver. They all notice me and they smile in sympathy except for my friends and Darcy. They come rushing over and hug me. Melanie, Quiin, Julia, and Darcy embrace. I get teary eyed seeing them. We break apart and smile at each other.

"how dis u guys get here?" i ask

"our parents got an invitation from THE TESSA NEWMAN saying that we were invited to the funeral and our plane ticket was already paid for." Quiin said.

"and i got a sick leave from my boss but i wasn't sick. He knew you needed me here so he granted one for me. He also has a soft spot for u." Darcy whispered the last part and winked. I laughed.

"don't u mean he has a soft spot for u?" i say while chuckling

"uh maybe but whatever. He's too old for me anyway." she said while turning beet red.

"alright lets go" i grumble. Everyone suddenly matured and we walk inside. Once inside u can feel the sadness. I sigh and sit down. The funeral goes by quickly until my name is called to speak about my parents. I take a deep breath, take off my sunglasses, square my shoulders and walk up. I take another deep breath and then start talking.

"my parents were the greatests parents ever. They took care of me and my little sister. Whenever someone dies they would always help us get through it. They made me feel happy. They gave me the everyday neccessities by working really hard. They were always so bubbly. My little sister was so kind-natured. They didn't deserved to die this way. My little sister was supposed to be my maid of honor, my father was suppose to walk me down the isle! They can't do that now. It's so unfair! It wasn't suppose to happen this way!" i cry! I take a deep breath to calm down.

"but we have to remember the good things and not the bad. We won't forget them but we will only remember them bein happy. We have to remember that the next day migt be your last. That way we can cherish each other. Don't be like me. I took everything for granted. Cherish ur loved ones while u can. Thanks for listening." i murmured the last part and then put on my sunglasses and turn away so that they couldn't see the tears that streaked down my face. I walked down the isle to the very end, closest to the door. Then everyone bowed their heads down to pray. I looked around at everyone and slipped out.

I ran outside and into the street. It was noon and rush hour had already started. I started crying and i ran into the nearest park. I ran past the playground and into the trees. I found a tree that could cover me and i climbed it. I started crying my eyes out and soon dozed off.

I was being poked npby a stick on my leg. I groaned and slapped the stick away. It kept poking me and i opened my now dried eyes and looked down to see Darcy poking me. I sighed and hopped down. Darcy caught me and hugged me so tightly that i couldn't breathe.

"c-can't......b-b-breathe......." i say while gasping for air.

"yeah? Well i couldn't breathe when i couldn't find u in that church. Should've known u would start running again." she said while shaking her haed. She then let go of me. She was staring at me while i was gasping for air. When my heart was beating a healthier pace i looked up at Darcy.

"i couldn't stand being in that room any longer. I almost lost it when i was talking about my parents. It was suffocatting me. Didn't u see i was almost in hysterics?" i whispered. Darcy nodded her head.

"lets go." she said. We walked toward the streets that were very crowded. I raised my eyebrow and looked at Darcy.

"6:00 pm" she replied. I nodded my head.

"Hey Quiin. Yeah come pick us up. We at um.... MacArthur Park. Okay. Bye." Darcy snapped the phone shut. We waited for a few minutes before Quiin drove up with a BMW. i don't know which kind. We get in the car and drive in silence. I'm gonna get an earful when i get home.