♚Perfect Tragedy♚||emon<Minizerk||

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Ethan's funeral

Simons POV
I pulled at my cuffs, the cold winds making my spine tingle.
My nose was blocked,
I couldn't breathe as I seen everyone collecting inside the collection of trees.
"You have your speech ready?" Vik tapped my shoulder, his eyes warm.
I let out a low sigh, nodding.
My eyes clenched together, the tears bunching in the corners and dripping down my cheeks.
"Everyone, gather round. The derive for Ethan Payne is starting."
Ethan's mum walked onto the small pedestal that was next to Ethan's casket. My heart clenched as I stared directly into her eyes.
She poured her heart out, explaining every reason why the blonde boy in the casket shouldn't have been taken from us so early.
By the time she was done, my heart was unraveled on the floor.
"Simon, could you come up here?"
That was my cue. I sucked in a large breath before walking up and taking her place. My palms were sweaty as I let my eyes shift over the crowd.
"Uh, I had a speech planned out. And I still do. But, I would just like to say thank you for everyone who has gathered here for this lovely boy.
Ethan was such a character, an amazing human who was taken all too soon. When I first met him, he had me captivated from the start. A secret love that no one knew about.
But sadly, things turned sour. And I'd like to say that the time he was here was some of the best times.
He was in a group, the sidemen, he brought us together. He was glue for the group.
He was such a bright human, and it's extremely sad that he is gone.
He will forever be in the minds of all his friends and especially me.
Ethan, if you are some how listening to this, I will always love you and you will always be in my heart."
My voice cracked, and everything in me shattered to pieces as I let the final string of Ethan snap from my heart.
I was emotionless as I left the podium, vik and Tobi giving me sympathetic, tear filled eyes as I walked to josh. His hand made its way to my shoulder, hovering over it before slipping back to his side.
"You did great. I'm sure he would be happy with what you said." His voice was stale as he looked forward, not making eye contact with me. I didn't look at him either, fore if I did I would say something I have been longing to. But today was not the day to say such words. So I stood there next to my unofficial significant other, my heart cold inside except for the small spark that belonged to the boys I lived with.
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I stared at the lifeless body inside the casket. My hands clenched against the wood as I sat in the stool.
"I have to let you go eth. You don't know how hard this is for me. To let go of the person I loved for years. But I can't keep letting myself die inside.
Josh, josh has filled me with light that had been once extinguished when you died. I don't want any hard feelings, even thought you don't have feelings because you aren't alive. Ethan, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, but I made a move that changed everything. I can't call it a mistake, because finding josh in this way will never be considered a mistake." I thought for a moment before finding the right words.

"A tragedy. This was a tragedy. A, perfect tragedy."

I stood up from the stool, my hand glowing along the wood as I left the funeral.
A feeling pushed it's way into my chest, and I couldn't quite tell what it was until I made eye contact with josh. And then I knew was the feeling was; relief.
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Whoop whoop
Did you cry because I did.
I'm ill, and I had meant to make this come out yesterday but I procrastinated. Oops.