Silence || Brikey [COMPLETED]

5 - a little bit happier

I never double update any story, so you're welcome :)

- b x

Mikey's POV

It's been exactly one week since Grace passed away. During that week I discovered how much I actually need her. Today is the day I have dreaded.

The funeral.

I hate going to funerals, mostly because I don't want sympathy for losing another family member. I want this to be happy, I want it to be happy as Grace has always been happy so why have something sad when Grace was never sad?

"Mikey, are you ready?" Linden asked softly walking into my room. Since Grace passed, Linden and Raegan have been staying here to help me. It's helping a little, but not completely.

I stared in the mirror, looking at the black suit I have worn one to many times. Linden was wearing a black lace dress with her hair curled.

"I think I'm as ready as I will be," I inhaled a deep breath. Linden walked over to me and hugged me. We have grown really close, so close that she even sleeps in the same bed with me when I've had the same nightmare for the week.

"You can do this," she weakly smiled. I nodded with a weak smile as she interlaced our fingers together, leading me downstairs.

Raegan, Justin, Jackson, Tyler, Bryce and Melissa were waiting down there. All of them in black, and a weak smile when I walked in.

"Can we just get this over with?" I questioned, Bryce nodded taking me into a hug.

"Let's do this," he patted my back before we all went outside and walked down to the church down the road.

When we arrived, the church was full of Graces close friends and our family members which I haven't seen since dad past away.

I began to walk in, but Linden knew I was nervous, so she came with me, with her arm wrapped around my waist, I put my arm around her shoulders as we walked up the aisle.

Bryce, Jackson, Tyler, Justin, Raegan and Melissa followed behind us. People looked at me, as if I was an anti-Christ or something.

I froze at the top, looking at the giant picture I picked of Grace, one of my favourites actually.

I took the picture at our dinner table during my photography project. She wasn't looking at the camera, which made the photo beautiful. Her smile was the widest and brightest in that photo. Grace always loved that picture.

I sat between Bryce and Linden. Linden was holding my hand in a way of comfort, while Bryce had his arm around my shoulder. Throughout the ceremony, I zoned out until the minster called me up to say a few words.

"I know that I basically said the same thing in both my parents funerals, but Grace, she has always been there for me," I said in a weak sad voice, staring at the casket where she will for eternity lay.

"Grace may have always said that I was the strong one through both of our parents passing, but it was really her," I took a long breath, holding back the tears.

"She gave up her life in college, to come and make sure I would stay in school, she lost half of her friends because of her cancer, so much terrible things happened to her, but she remained strong," I paused looking over at Bryce. He was staring at me, giving me a little nod, reassuring me.

"Since we were young, she was always strong. She was always there for me." I spoke and sighed as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"I remember asking her when our grandmother died, why did she have to leave? Grace just told me that if I where in a garden, who I pick the best or the worst flowers first?" I paused, wiping my cheeks and sniffled.