Fate |l.h. AU|

Funeral Part 1

Gray’s POV

            Today was the day of the funeral and to say I was sick to my stomach would be an understatement. I don’t want to go at all, honestly I haven’t left my bedroom in 3 days. I haven’t talked to anyone, haven’t seen anyone, nothing. I just feel like if I don’t go anywhere or talk to anyone than I can continue to pretend that everything will be okay.

            I slowly got out of bed and headed over to my closet stripping out of the dirty pj’s that were on me, replacing them with a towel. Then I headed towards the bathroom to clean up for today, I put the towel on the shower and jumped in turning the water on hot and started washing up.

            After 20 minutes in the shower, I jumped out, dried off and headed back to my room. I didn’t get dressed right away though. Instead I sat down on my bed and grabbed my photo album. It wasn’t long till I was crying. I should have expected it but yet I saw shocked when I felt the drops of salt water hit my cheeks. So I placed the album down on the bed and walked towards my closet for the second time today. I dropped the towel to the ground so I was now standing nude in my bedroom.

            I reached into the closet grabbing the black dress that I had worn only 6 months earlier at Sam’s parent’s funeral. It was a shorter dress that stopped above my knees. The fabric cut out from the back, yet it was covered by lace that also covered a bit of the front and was down the arms, making it a long sleeve. Once it was on I grabbed the shoes off the floor and threw them on the bed. they would be the last thing I would put on.

            I walk over to my dresser and take my hair out of the towel letting it fall onto my back, I’m not going to do much to it. Sam liked it casual so I’ll dress up casual. After blow drying it to my natural straight hair I warmed up my curling wand and added some soft waves to my hair, pulling it all to one side once that was done, pinning it securely at the back of my head. I left my make up somewhat light for the first time in ages. She always asked my why I wanted that shit on my face, so to make her happy I wore minimal make up. Finally after everything was done I walked over to my bedside table to grab the last touch before I walked out the door to meet Luke downstairs. But when I reached for the small object it wasn’t there anymore.

            Panic set in quick and I rushed down the stairs, running straight into the kitchen where my parents were situated.

“Where is it? Have you seen it?!”

“What are you talking about sweetie?”

“Sam’s necklace…. It’s gone… where is it?” I was almost on the verge of tears now. But before I could let any tears out my mother spoke up giving me hope.

“Well… it was in the pocket of your sweats so I took it out and put it in your jewelry box. I don’t know why you’re freaking out that much. If it was actually important to you then your wouldn’t have kept it in your pockets to be washed.”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

            And with that I walked upstairs and straight to the box that was on my dresser, I opened it quickly searching around the small box for the even smaller necklace. Eventually finding it I quickly and safely clasped it around my neck. Once that was done I walked towards my bed, grabbing my shoes and bag and heading down the stairs. My parent had already left as they were helping Jason with the Funeral so they needed to be there early. I on the other hand was running a little bit late.

            I made my way out the door, locking it behind me and headed to the end of my driveway where there was already a vehicle waiting for me. Obviously it wasn’t just a random vehicle, it was Luke in the drivers seat. But even though I knew it was him, I still felt my stomach drop at the thought of getting in. It didn’t last long as I pushed through it and opened the passenger side door and got in.

“Hello beautiful.” he had such an innocent smile on his face when he said it, yet I felt wrong hearing it. I didn’t say anything back though. I just smiled and looked out the window. I guess he took that as my hello, as not long after he put the car back into drive and took off. The drive was quiet, with him paying attention to the road and me paying attention to the window, and trying not to cry. But eventually he pulled into a parking spot and turned the ignition off. I felt a small tap on my shoulder and I turned to see him looking at me.

“Are you ready to go in...?”

“As much as I will be.”

Yes this is very very very short. That is because I want all the main stuff together and this is just a filler chapter before I really start up again. But YES I am back. I have finally gotten the inspiration I need to start writing again so hopefully updates every 2 or 3 days!!! Anyways hope you like the small upload, part 2 will be up within the next few days.