We might fall

The funeral

"And there's a silent storm inside me, looking for a home." -Silent storm, by Carl Espen.

It's about 9am. I didn't get much sleep last night, I don't think any of us had. It's time for the funeral to start. We sit on the first row, on a wooden benches. It was a beautiful place, there was a white outside tent, a table with some snacks on it, and in front of all of this was the casket. It was made from black wood and there was beautiful flower decoration on top of it.

There wasn't much people than us, it seemed that the Argents didn't have much family.

Lydia was already crying to my shoulder, well I didn't blame her. Her bestfriend was just being buried, I would probly cry if they would bury Scott. Talking about Scott, he was taking this funeral suprisingly good.

After Mr.Argent had a speech and some of the relatives spoke something, (I didn't really listen) we went to eat.

There was a cute little buffet and some tables and chairs.

We grabbed something to eat and went to the side, because there were no chairs left.

It was so quiet, some of the people were murmuring and there was laughter and crying. Then Lydia started to cry, and her mascara started to fall so Kira took her to the ladies room, wich left me and Scott alone for a moment.

"So..." I said kinda awkwardly. "How are you doing?" I tried to look to his eyes, but he kept avoiding looking at me.

"I... Um... I'm fine... I guess." He said, still not looking at me. He was somewhere else, kinda like in a trance, like Lydia last night.

"Well..." I said with frustration, " you didn't need to shar"

"Hello boys!" Mr. Argent cut in, I didn't get to finish my sentance.

"Have you met Elizabeth Argent, Allisons grandmother, my mother."

"Hello, nice to meet you ma'am." We both said and shook her hand.

"Hey Mr. Argent could we talk on the side for a moment?" I said looking at Elizabeth and then Mr. Argent.

"Sure, and Stiles, you can call me Chris." "Okay."

We wen't next to the buffet table, and then I asked him: "so is she, your mother... um... like you?"

"Okay, Stiles you need to be a little more accurate, like what?" He said and stared at me like I was a retarded.

"A hunter, is she going to be danger, like your sister, dad and wife?" I'm pretty sure that question was a little too much. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

"No, it's okay, and she'll be no harm. When she and my father got married, she said that she'll never be part of the hunting thing. Plus, she's leaving right after this funeral."

"Okay... Just checking." We went back to Where Scott and Elizabeth were, but now there was just Scott, Lydia and Kira, it seemed that they came from the ladies room already.

"Are you okay Lydia?" I asked. "Yeah, can we leave now?" She said with a cracking voice. "Yeah, of cource. I'll just go get our jackets, you guys coming?" I asked while already leaving. "No, I'll go to the city or something to clear my head." Scott said, he was finally looking at me, but I wish he wasn't because he looked like aboned puppy, I just wanted to take him into my arms and cuddle with him... But... I woudn't of cource. "I'll go with Scott." Kira said. They have been spending a lot of time together.

I went to get our jackets, and then we started to walk towards the jeep. "So you sure you're okay?" "Like really okay"

"You mean if I'm going to have another hysterical crying scene... Then," she took a deep breath. "I don't know." She continued, and did that thing with her lips, where she licks her lips and then pushes them together.

We arrived to the jeep.

"How long have you had this jeep? It seems so old." Lydia asked and oppened the door.

"It was my dads, he and my mom drove it at their wedding, and after my mom died my dad stoped taking care of it. Then I got my licence and we didn't have money for a new car, so I got it. It just reminds me of mom." I also opened the door, and sat in.

"Oh, okay... I.. Um... I understand." She said and hugged me. Yeah... It's sure, I'm in love with her, I've always been...