Royals (Urban)

Chapter 13

Jasmine POV

Today is the day of my father's funeral. I feel so messed up this morning and I just don't want to go. What child wants to go to their fathers funeral? None.

"Baby, you ready?" Mario asked, walking in to my room. I shrugged and slipped my black heels on.

I am wearing a black dress that clung to my body and stopped right above my knees. My hair was down and in curls.

"Come on Jasmine. I know your mourning but your father wouldn't want you being upset like this." He said. I shrugged again and walked past him, out my room, and down the stairs.

Everyone was downstairs, dressed and ready to go. When my heels met the hardwood floor, everyone looked over at me.

"What!? Can we go before we are late." I snapped. I walked out the house and to Mario's car.

"Jasmine, please calm down." Tamy said walking up to me. I sighed and moved a curl out my face.

"I'm just tired and don't want to go to this. My mom was suppose to be back two days ago and she hasn't come. I kissed another boy a couple days ago and I feel like shit about it. I don't know what to do." I ranted. She gave me a hug and rubbed my back.

"It's ok honey. Your mom just might show up at the funeral. About the other guy, we can talk later." She said. I shrugged and Mario's car unlocked.

"Alright." I said. She gave me a sympathetic smile and I got in to the car.

"So you gonna have an attitude with me all day?" Mario asked when he got in to the car. I shrugged and put my sunglasses on.

"Answer me Jasmine." He said. I sighed and rested my head on the window.

"I don't want to talk to anyone." I said lowly. He sucked his teeth and just left me alone.

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We pulled up to the church and people where outside, dressed mostly in black, and talking to each other. Some of these so called family members haven't called me, my brother, or mother to say sorry for our lose or to console us. Fake people.

I exited out of Mario's car and I swear I was going to cry. Just seeing all these people dressed for a funeral...my father's funeral, it hurt me. I took a deep breath and walked forwards.

I made sure to look around for my mother. I pray that she comes today. I don't know why she wouldn't. If she doesn't, then I will be very worried.

"Jasmine!" Anthony yelled in my ear. I stopped walked and snapped out my thoughts.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Your going the wrong way." He said with a small smile. I chuckled and followed behind him.

"Ant, where's mom?" I asked.

"I don't know. She better come though." He said. I hope so too.

Anthony took Tamy's hand and led her to a seat in the front row. Mario did the same leading me to a seat next to my brother. People started to pile in to the church. The pastor look his place on the podium and started the service.

There was no coffin of course. It was just a service. I'm glad there is no coffin because I think I would have just broke down and cried.

Still no sign of my mother. A lot of my father's loyal workers are here. My mom's side of the family and my dad's side of the family are here to.

"At this time, I would like to call on Jasmine to say a few words about her father." The pastor said. It seemed like everyone's eyes where on me. I slowly took my glasses off and stood up. I walked on to the stage and looked up and all the people.