Let it Be

16

November 9 10:00 ; Ashley

There are no ways to explain how I'm feeling.

None.

Absolutely nothing.

I've slowly started to socialize with people again, mainly because of Matthew. Thankfully Matt told Victoria to lay off, because that would've made the situation even more worse.

So far, Matthew didn't tell a single living sole about my grandmother and what happened a few weeks ago. But I still can't process the fact that the only person who took care of me as a child is just gone.

I'm at the funeral right at this moment, and I asked Matt to come with me to ease the internal pain that can't go away. His hand is intertwined with mine and I'm squeezing it tighter and tighter every second.

I can't handle any of this. I just want this to be a dream and wake up right now. But that's the thing.

Ican't.

my body feels numb and my eyes brimming with tears. A large lump formed in the back of my throat when I saw Nash and Hayes walk in and sit down next to me.

I rest my head on matt's shoulder with all of the tears threatening to pour out. Matt squeezes my hand and whispers in my ear.

"You can do this."

"And now a word from Linda Davis's granddaughter." The priest says.

I untangle my hands from Matthews and drag my feet off of the seats. I walk all the way to the front with everyone's eyes on me. All the family members, friends, work members, neighbors. You name it.

"Hi everyone." I say into the mic.

"My grandmother, as you can see, passed away on October 19th 2014, the day of her birth and also mine. When I got a phone call from Nash, he explained to me what happened. She had a small cold when I visited her about 5 days before her birthday, but apparently it wasn't very small.

"My grandmother, Linda Davis has all made our lives better by just her simple smile. When I was little, my parents were never home and she was the one that took care of me. I love her so much and I just can't take the fact that she isn't on the face of this earth anymore.

"Linda Davis, my grandmother was the most caring person I have ever met in my entire life. She taught me many important lessons and so much more. She is the reason why I still take piano, and Still do dance.

"She will always have a special place in our hearts and will be dearly missed." I say and a single tear slides down my cheek. I look down at the paper in my hands and I see the smeared ink of the pen that was used to write this eulogy.

I internally sigh and walk back to my seat, sitting down right next to Matt. He grabs my hand again and it intertwines and squeezes it gently.

I shakily inhale and exhale while Matt plays with my hair. Thank god he is here.

Matt rubs my back and smiles at me to try to ease the pain in my chest, but its just not working. I look over to Hayes and Nash, and Hayes is remaining quiet with red in his eyes, and Nash has his face buried into the palms of his hands while his elbows are propped up on his knees.

Then something unexpected happened. It made me feel better, and a slight warmth spread throughout the inside of my body.

Matt kissed my cheek.

A flood of relief flows throughout my body and I just feel flushed right now. I smile slightly and rest my head on his shoulder once again with small tears coming out of my eyes.