Tough Love-A Brallie Story

Saying the Final Goodbye

Callie's Point of View

Today is my mother's funeral. I wake up feeling terrible. I get out of bed like a zombie and go into the bathroom and take a hot shower. I take as long as I need because I am at my house and no one else needs a shower. Of course Brandon and Mariana stayed the night here but they left to get ready. I just let the water fall over my face.

My last words to her keep playing over and over in my head. 'I am getting the hell away from you!' I didn't mean any of the things I said to her! I was just angry that she didn't tell me about the whole 'we are in danger, again,'  thing. I regret.

I finally finish my shower and get out and wrap a towel around myself and walk back to my room. I grab a black dress and black heels. I quickly throw it on and step in front of the mirror. The dress goes just above the knees and is strapless. I remember buying it with my mom and Mariana.

Flashback

"Try this one on!" My mom says handing me a dress. I sigh and go put it on. I look in the mirror and I actually look good in this! I walk out and Mom and Mariana squeal.

"Aw! You look amazing in that dress!" Mariana tells me while admiring it from her seat.

"It's gorgeous!" Mom tells me while standing in the mirror with me.

"Yeah, I just don't know where I would wear it."

"Every girl need a little black dress in their closet."

End of Flashback

I get a small on my face as I remember that. I go into the bathroom and let my hair air dry so it's curly. I apply minimal make-up; blush and lip gloss. I look at myself in the mirror one last time then walk over to my mom's room. It is just how she left it. I go to her jewelry stand and grab her necklace that she wore everyday and put it on. I start to get tears in my eyes as I look around her room more. I walk over to her closet and open it to see all her clothes. I shift through them and land on a big black sweater and I put it on. It smells like her!

I let another tear fall from my eyes as I hear someone knock at the door. I leave my tears on my face and go over to the door. I swing it open and Brandon stands there with his black tux and his tie in his hands.

"I was wondering if you could help me with this?" I can tell he is trying to get my mind off of the day so I smile and let him in. I grab the tie from his hands and carfully fix it around his neck.I put his collar down and look into his eyes. "How are you?" he asks me and I see tears in his eyes.

"Okay."

"You look beautiful today!" he comes closer and rests his forehead on mine.

"Thank you. You look very handsome today!" 

"I am here for you! I will help you through anything you need! Now and forever!" I blink a tear away from my eyes and look back at him.

"Thank you." I whisper with my forehead still to his.

"I love you, so much!"

"I love you too!" I reply and lean in and kiss him softly.

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When we get to the little church I just see a couple people. The people here is made up of mostly co-workers and other friends my mom had. My parents were both only children and their parents are both dead, that's why we went into the foster system.

I get out of the car and I grab Jude's hand and give him a sad smile. He returns the smile and we walk inside. As we go take our seats we get the 'I am so sorry for your lose!' 'How are you?' and many more if the typical stuff. I just ignore them all and go sit down.