June 11th 11:48 pmI sat on my bed knees pulled to my chest staring out the window at the pouring rain.
My father's funeral was tomorrow and I had no idea how I was going to get through it.
After I found him, everything became a blur.
It had been two days and it still felt like my insides were being ripping apart piece by piece. Though what could you expect.
I glanced over at my black dress my mother had laid out on the chair for my father's funeral. How was I ever going to get enough strength to put it on?
From the shoulders to right below my collar bone was black sheer. The rest was black with ruffles, going an inch past my knee. It was beautiful, on any other occasion.
My life was slipping away from me. Was my mother's job enough to keep us afloat? I'm sure she made about the same amount as my dad. Plus we've started getting a check for his death.
My mother had been an emotional wreck. My little sister had locked herself in her room and refused to come out only to eat since there was a bathroom attached to her room, as they all did.
She was only eleven. She's smart and super artistic. Her name is Kaitlyn.
How am I supposed to live? I've always had a dad. And now he's gone.
I laid down in my bed still watching the rain pour.
My eyes got heavy as they slowly closed and I fell into a deep sleep.
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June 12th 8:18 am
I sat in the backseat of the funeral driver's car next to my sister. My mother sitting on the opposite side.
I looked out the window as we strolled down the street in the funeral line coming from the plains church, to the cemetery.
The sky was thick and heavy with fog. The clouds riding beside us in hope to ease my pain gave me comfort. Very little, but at least it was something.
We came to an abrupt stop and I realized we had arrived.
We stepped out of the car and walked over to the tent placed in the center of the cemetery.
The moments that followed were blurred. I don't remember much, but I remember feeling lost, helpless and in pain.
I can't say much more about that part other than the endless array of people trying to help, but all failing.
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June 18th 7:27 pm
It had been a week since my father's funeral. It still hurt like an MF, but I was doing better, so was Kaitlyn and mom. Kaitlyn started coming outside again, and mom stopped crying every now and then.
The sky had cleared up and the sun was shining like it had just found it's long lost love.
The aching pain in my heart dulled ever so slightly.
The complete downpour of casseroles had stopped.
I needed to breathe, it felt as if my lungs might collapse on me. So I did the only thing I could think of. I called Douglas.
We talked and decided to go to the gas station with the best pizza in the world.
I got up and brushed my hair.
I went into my closet and went through clothes after clothes. I finally settled on a pink graphic tee that had the youtube logo on it with the word youtube written on it. I wore shorts and some blue 98 cent flip flops from Walmart.
I went down the stairs and went out the front door and hopped on my bike.
When I got there Douglas was already waiting for me.
I pulled up beside him and chained up our bikes.
"Hey Bay, how you doing?" he asked a small sadly concerned smile on his face.
"Fine." I said simply, and then walked into the store and placed our order.
It was our usual. A large pepperoni pizza with 2 Dr Peppers.
After we got our food we sat at the long table in the convenient store.
I sat on the end and Douglas sat to my right. He opened the box and got him a slice his medium brown hair falling in his eyes, even though his hair wasn't long. His hair perfectly complemented his deep blue eyes, making my heart skip a beat every time he looked into my sharp green ones.
"Bay, for real, how are you?" he asked again looking at me sympathetically.
"I'm fine, I told you." I said fixing my gaze on the pizza.
"Yea, I know you told me, but when someone says fine they never really mean fine. I'm your best friend, I think I deserve to know if you're falling apart on the inside." He said looking as if he may cry and I felt myself shudder just knowing I might be causing him pain. "I know you are, I've been there before, you know you can open up to me is all. Hashtag relatable." he said, adding the last part sarcastically knowing it would help.
"You do, It still hurts, but I'm fine, really, don't worry about me."
"Ok, I believe you." he said with a look that said 'I don't believe you, but I'm only saying that because you're my friend.'
After we finished it was almost dark. The sun had already set but a little sunshine still remained.
It was beautiful.
Then suddenly someone grabbed my waist from behind and cover my mouth as I tried to scream.
I looked toward Douglas and someone had done the same to him.
Suddenly the person holding me spoke. "If you ever want your precious little sister to graduate you'll meet us tomorrow at 9 o'clock pm, behind dollar general, if you know what's good for you. No questions. Just do it. Or my boss will kill you and everyone you've ever loved."
Tears were just pouring down my face as I continued to try to scream and kick.
The person let go and pushed me to the ground as they both ran off, leaving me and Douglas alone in the parking lot.
I stayed on the ground crying myself a puddle when suddenly I felt arms around me. Not mean or hurtful. But caring. I looked up to see Douglas had run to me and sat down beside me and was softly stroking the back of my head.
I never loved him more.
I went limp as he held me tightly.
But another thing was on my mind than his beautiful face. The gang Familia. They did this. I had to do something. I had to go tomorrow, I had to avenge my father and protect the rest of my family. I had to do what no one would ever consider. I had to make them trust me. Protect me. Need me. I had to do the one thing that could keep my family safe from them.
I had to join them.
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