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Imagine #151 (Rykey)

Two things:
If you read Faded, I updated it. Thought I'd tell you just in case Wattpad isn't sending out notifications and I really hope you read it because I'm very proud of it.

I've had a really bad day and it ended up in me just crying my eyes out but who cares? So that means I'll have a bad day tomorrow.

On with the imagine.
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Just for the plot Xx

Rye Beaumont
There I was, sitting In a funeral home as the pastor spoke of the many great things that my dad did.

He was military and Sean and Sammy aren't taking it well.

Nor am I.

FlashBack
Coming back home early from a jog I walked into the flat sensing tension in the atmosphere.

I was confused when I walked in seeing Mikey and Andy's bedroom door closed.

"He's here is shut up." Andy said.

I heard Mikey huff then open the door.

He didn't have a happy spark in his eye. It was gone.

"Michael? What's happened?" I asked scared.

"Don't freak out." Mikey said opening the door all the way only to reveal an uniformed military Sargent and a pastor.

My stomach was in knots and I knew, I just knew right away why they were here.

My dad always told them to come here after they told mum of his death. I thought it was bull because Dad was always carful out in the field when deployed.

I knew that he wasn't coming back and the only way back was in a casket.

I broke down as the priest spoke.

"Ryan, I'm sorry to inform you but your dad was killed today while out." The priest spoke.

I sobbed even harder as they walked out of the flat leaving the boys to comfort me.

"Baby, it's okay. You'll get through this, it's going to be hard but I've got our back every step of the way." Mikey said wiping my tears away and kissing me softly.

I didn't say anything but I hugged him and stayed there in his embrace until I fell asleep.
End Flashback

So here I was once agin crying my eyes out but trying to be strong for the Twins.

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After the funeral and burial I was with Mikey and the boys and at the flat.

My mood changed often now. Knowing I would eventually get over it and move on it was always going to be hard.

Mikey laid in bed next to me and played with my hair.

"You doing okay love?" He asked softly turning off the Laptop and projector.

"I miss him." I choked.

"Shhh, I know you do. I know you will always miss him but know he have done him proud Rye. He will always be proud." Mikey replied leaning in and kissing me softly.

I cuddled into his side just trying to rest.

"Thank you so much." I said as it sounded muffled because I was cuddled into his side.

"For what?" He asked confused.

"Everything." I replied as I slowly fell asleep.