One Last Rose

Chapter 21 - Goodbye

Hello dearies!
Today marks the end of our journey with Keith and Damon. I wanted to thank you all for reading and I'd love to see you in my other future stories. I know this is a rather short story and my explanation for that is that this is my first book on wattpad. It even is the first book I published for the world to see. So I wanted a short story to get used to writing in English and how Wattpad works.
Special thanks to Infinite_Galaxies817, JustMe_Evie and overdagmar for their comments and support.<3
With love, BlackRoses

Keith's pov

To say that I was nervous is an understatement. I was shaking because of the anxiety that took over me.

Today was Damon's funeral, and I had been asked to speak a few things. Of course I had prepared something with my mom, but I already knew that I wouldn't be able to say a thing.

Yesterday I saw Damon for the last time, before they closed his coffin. I hadn't even cried, but I just stood there holding his hand which was cold as ice.

His family, I never got to meet them while Damon dreamt of introducing me to his family. Well his dream came true, but not in the way we expected.

Rachel had been crying, and every now and then she had put het arms around me and hugged me. But I felt like with Damon a part of me died and I couldn't return her hugs.

His father, brothers and sister, they all had puffy eyes like mine. But none of them held the guilt that laid in mine.

It ws after all, my fault. I had pushed him this far. I had been too late. The Knives killed him because of me.

The Knives had been caught, all of them. Of course Cameron would be judged for a heavier crime. But I actually didn't care. It was too late anyways.

I starer at the mirror as I knotted my tie. The emptiness in my chest was familiar and feared, even hated, but nonetheless it was there. And I knew it would stay with me for a while.

"Keith?" My mother asked warily through the door of the bathroom.

The moments she left me alone she still checked on me every fifteen minutes. Probably to make sure I didn't kill myself.

I wasn't even sure myself if she exaggerated or not.

"Keith?" My mother asked again already opening the door and sighing in relief. "Come my dear, let me help you." She said soft and did my tie while I let my trembling hands fall.

"Rachel asked me to buy a white rose to put on his chest on the way to the funeral." She said and fixed a few strands of my hair.

She put a hand on my cheek. "Are you ready to go?" I just nodded even though I would never be ready to bury my boyfriend.

When we stopped at the florist I got out to buy the flower. But when I saw the roses, I changed my mind. Instead of a white one, I picked a red one and went to pay.

"Hello, just this one?" He florist asked and I nodded.

"This doesn't happen to be for your boyfriend, does it." She said jokingly. I flushed, how'd she know?

"It actually is." I said with a hoarse voice. Her eyes grew big. "Omg! You're the boyfriend! No way that dark haired boy is your boyfriend?! He bought all his roses for you here at this shop. It's so nice finally meeting you. How is he?" She chattered.

My face dropped and I held back a sudden sob. "He is dead." I whispered. Then it was her turn to let her face drop.

"What happened?" She asked soft.