1 week later
Tray's POV
Airi set next to me and Marissa set on the other side of me. Everyone dressed in bright colors and sunshades on their face. I just couldn't deal with the traditional black funeral. When the ceremony was finished, everyone walked by her casket. They then put the pink casket in the ground. It was so small. The one time I wanted to be there for my baby girl. I couldn't be there with her.
Airi's POV
Everyone started piling into the limousines and cars so we could go to the place we had rented out and eat.
Everyone chartered among themselves and it was great to see so many people come together. I had just grabbed my plate and was searching for Tray. I walked to the front of the church and on the stairs was Tray. I went to sit next to him.
What you thinking?
Tray: I miss her like crazy.
I set my plate down and hugged Tray.
I'm here for you.
Tray: Thanks and early tomorrow morning, I'm heading to L.A. I cleared it with Rich it won't be long, but I need to clear my head.
Airi: Ayye clear your head In the studio while doing your music and not in the streets or in a club.
Tray: I will. I'm going to head home so I can start packing my stuff. If that's cool with you.
Airi: Yea lemme just go say bye to Marissa.
Tray: Okay
Tray's POV
I waited in the car for Airi. It felt like forever before she came to the car.
The car ride was silent. But after awhile we had finally arrived to my place. I began to pack my clothes and Airi did the same.
The next morning
Airi's POV
My Uber would arrive soon to take me to the airport. I decided I would go back to Houston. It was only right to give Tray the alone time he deserved. Tray came down the hall with his luggages. We gave each other the biggest hug. Like I would never see him again.
When my Uber came he helped me put my luggage in the car and then I was on my way to the airport.
