Fate |l.h. AU|

Funeral Part 2

Gray's POV

It was time to go in. Time to in a way man up and go in, see everyone who cared about her, everyone that knew her, everyone who have lost her. But none of them have lost her like I have. For them, they all lost a friend. For me I lost my sister, I lost the person I thought I could never live without, the person that means the world to me. I clutch my bag harder to my chest as I watch people slowly walk into the church waiting for the ceremony to start.

Luke walks up behind me putting his arm around my waist for support, which I was thankful for. We made our way to the door and I stopped right before we walked in, causing the girl behind me to run into me. I turned around to see a familiar face. The girl was somewhat tall, she had shoulder length dark blonde hair, she was wearing black of course and she looked extremely sad. Even though she looked extremely familiar I cannot remember her name.

"Gray, how are you? Hanging in there?"

"Umm... yeah... I'm hanging in there."

I looked up at Luke to see that he had a confused look on his face. Then it hit me that no one will know who he is. I looked back at what's her name to introduce Luke hoping that she will interrupt and say her own name.

"Oh... This is Luke, Luke this is..."

"Scarlett Bronx... I was in Sam and Gray's group."

That was her name! Scarlett Elle Bronx. Her and her step sister would always be in our group, at lunch and in the morning. We stood there for a little longer before she leaned in for a hug.

"I bet this is a lot harder for you then anyone else so if you ever need to talk to someone I'm here for you."

After that quick hug and message she walked around us and headed inside saying that she was going to look for her sister. I didn't reply to it, just nodded my head and moved out of the way. So it would be easier for her to get inside. Yet I didn't move. I didn't even try to go inside. Instead I moved over and sat down on the ledge right outside the building.

"Are you okay? You don't look so good..."

"Of course I'm not okay! That's all I've been hearing from people for the last like 3 days! I'm not FUCKING okay! I can't do this anymore!"

"Please calm down. Just breath through all of this. You can handle this, I believe in you."

"YOU BARELY KNOW ME!!"

"Fine... how about I leave..."

He sounded so out of it. Like he was tired of my constant freakouts, I felt bad for yelling at him. He was just trying to help me out.

"I'm sorry... I'm just not myself right now."

"And that's understandable. But at the moment you need to relax and breathe. You can get through this. So lets head inside so you can see some of your friends then we will sit down for the ceremony. Sound good?"

I didn't reply, not trusting my voice I nodded my head and stood up heading towards the door with Luke right behind me. Once inside I realized how much I didn't want to be there. Everyone was looking at me, or at least that's what I felt like. I saw a few people that I used to talk to every day, I saw some of Sam's relatives and her brother, I saw people who hated me. Yet my eyes didn't leave one person. As soon as I saw him I felt sick. Seeing him made me want to run for the hills and never some back. Yet I stayed still. Stood my ground, I wouldn't let him push me around.

He began to walk over to me from across the room but before he could make it to me someone else did. She was a short dark brunette girl. He hair was pulled in a curled ponytail and she had the same sad look as everyone else in the room. She pulled me into a hug before any words were spoken and I was taken by surprise when she said one word "Sorry." It was one word but it held so much meaning. She pulled away after a moment and looked between Luke and I, a strange look on her face.