Pimentel Princess #wattys2018

Chapter 24 : Erick??

Hafsa comes down with a smile, she hands over a bracelet to January, it has the words, 'sister's,' on the beads. Then January takes out her fluffy monster book, handing it to Hafsa.

"Papa gave me this book, but I want you to use it as I find writing hard, I started off the first paper. I did a drawring to say sorry, but I can't write sorry," Hafsa hugs January tightly.

We decided to visit everyday from then. 2 consecutive weeks. January and Hafsa had bonded quite well but there was something about this day that wasn't right.

We'd been going to meet Hafsa on a daily basis, but there was a tiny voice in my head screaming at me to stay at home. I couldn't tell Joel that, he'd think I'm crazy. I had to go.

I threw subtle hints in the car, but we still went through with the meeting. We ring the buzzer, I was used to the routine now; Keanna at the door, waiting in the office. Going park, then home.

My legs shake frantically, my heart beating fast as she took longer than normal to get ready.
   What had happened?

I look at Joel who just grinned.
   How can he be so calm?

Just then the door swings open, and hafsa comes in with stained tissues pinching her nose.

"I had a nosebleed. Again," She sits on the sofa, waiting for the blood flow to die down.
"Ah, done. Let's go, Laila? Can we go a different park? I'm bored of this one,"'
    Maybe the feeling was the nosebleed. Yet I can't shake it off. It was the same feeling I got on the day of  Chris' death.

"I've got a different surprise," Joel smirks. He didn't tell me nor January but kept going out to see the "boys,". I wonder if this was it, if he was planning this?

We make our way to the city hall. It was decorated in pink and purple streamers. There was heart shaped balloons illuminating the dim lit room. There was no message banners, to give me a clue to what was going on.

"Joel!" But he takes no notice of me. I look at Hafsa in awe at the decoration. She runs up to one of the helium balloons and tugs on it. The rock holding it down clomping.

Then Joel runs up to the dark stage and behind the curtain. The lights turn on and the curtain opens. A swarm of family and friends rush into the hall all decked up while I was still in my burgundy Harry Potter hood.

Joel taps the mic letting it squeal, the scream of the mic ringing in everyone's ears.
"Laila, you're a bit under dressed for you're wedding day, go with mom and get changed!"

Mom takes me and January to get dressed whilst Joel introduces Hafsa to the guests.

I hear my heart thumping through my ears. A muffled voice from the stage, then a burst of laughter.

       I pray nothing goes wrong. With my fingers crossed I walk down the homemade aisle, while the guests move to either side of the room. I walk over to Joel with the song "here comes in bride," with the CNCO boys shouting red over the white.

A cold shiver creeps its way up my spine, and I turn to come face to face with my dead father.

"Papa?" I whisper barely recognisable. My heart started to flutter. He looked real as though he was really here. He touches my face, cold as though his fingers were laced with ice. It sends another shiver down my spine.

"I'm here darling. I live on in your heart but a special someone here who wishes to remain anonymous, told me I must be here. Just for tonight so... I made a deal. And I'm here. Still dead though," a tear escapes. My mind still ticking on whom it was who called my father.

I see Erick across the room blushing. He nods at my father, as he does back.

Erick?

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Authors note:
So would you like January's story or Joel and Summers story next? Or even Laila and Chris'? Or Hafsa's? Tell me☺️or message me on insta.