The funeral.

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Annie Pov.
"Annie it's time to wake up.." someone said lightly shaking me, I groaned and looked up I saw Hayden, I saw his beautiful brown eyes, his soft baby pink lips, his natural curly hair. I tried to touch him but I just went through him, "Annie I'm sorry, I love you so much..." he said looking down "Hayden don't say sorry, I love you so much!" I said tearing up "Annie I have to go.." he whispered "Hayden no please don't go, I need you! Please.. Hayden please" I said my voice cracked, "I'm so sorry.." that was his last words before he disappeared in the dust.

I started sobbing, why? Why him? My mind was racing. I started crying so hard and chocking, I was begging for air but I couldn't get it, just like how I'm begging for Hayden but I can't get him.
I heard the front door open and someone start walking towards the room I was in. Jayden came into the room and went straight to me with open arms for me, I collapsed into her arms sobbing. It's been 35 minutes since I stopped crying but I never left Jayden, "Annie, it's time to go." Jayden said softly, "okay." I whispered, we got to the funeral home, I went to the coffins in the front of the room. I saw my baby, my Hayden laying down in the coffin lifeless. I felt tears sink into my cheek as one fell onto the cheek of Hayden's.

I couldn't look at him anymore, I sat at the very back having my head inside my hands. I look in front and see all my friends comforting each other, their probably too sad to wonder where I am. omg Annie, you sound like a cocky, heartless person, I said to myself. I should be up there, with my friends and family but instead I'm back here and I totally forgot about my speech or whatever it's called, we started saying our speech and Tisha and Jimmy went first, they said there speech and they couldn't finish their speech because they broke down halfway through, I wouldn't blame them they lost their son, it was now my turn. My friends were surprised maybe because they didn't know I was doing one.

"Hello, thank you for joining us for the loss of Hayden Taylor Summerall. Hayden was my life, I might've done the rudest stuff to him, I did the most unexplainable things to him and I regret it so much. What breaks me most is that I can't hug him anymore, I can't kiss him anymore. But you know what, Hayden wouldn't want us to be mourning about him but instead celebrating, celebrating that he had the best life he could ask for, or that he lived up to this day. I remember when I scared Hayden and he fell off his bed, he then tackled me on the bed and started tickling me so hard I peed on him. Hayden summerall left the biggest impact on me and I have to thank for that. Those fun times I had with him, but if I have to admit, Hayden Taylor summerall will go down in history. My love for Hayden summerall will go on and on. Hayden Taylor summerall will be missed, forever and always," I finished with a sappy smile plastered on my face with tears running down my cheeks.

That's it, that's the end of my story.
The love of my life, but I never knew, is gone.

And I couldn't save him.

Hayden, if you can see me, I love you and I will see you soon.

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