The Same Star. (Ian Somerhalder vampire story)

Chapter Three.

Walking into the funeral home I was instantly engulfed in hugs and sympathetic apologizes of my loss, making me cringe. Making our way through the massive swarm we spot my parents, quickly gravitating towards them.

"October sweetheart, you're finally here. You look lovely." My Mother says softly, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me tightly.

My father gave me the same sad smile he has been wearing since the incident, nodding at both Leah and I. I walk over to him, hugging him as hard as I can, biting back the tears.

"We should go take our seats, the service will be starting soon." My Dad states half heartily, grabbing my hand and leading us through the open doors.

We take a seat at the front. The black wooden casket that held my brother's body, the only thing that holds my attention. After a few minutes more and more people begin to pile in, until every seat was filled and people who were left seatless were left to stand at the back. I guess that's one thing about living in a small town, everyone finds the need to be apart of these kind of events.

Shortly after the Priest makes his way over to the microphone, clearing his voice, "Thank you everyone for joining us here today to not mourn the loss of life, but celebrate the life of Memphis Wright." He says strongly, glancing around the room, a warm smile on his face.

After about an hour, it was time for speeches. There was only a few of us speaking at the funeral, my Mom, one of Memphis's best friends, and myself. Beginning to become more anxious as each speech seemed to drag on, making people laugh, cry, and smile in fondness, it was my turn.

I get up from my seat, small beads of sweat rolling off my forehead, I make my way over to the microphone, "Hello. I'm October Wright as most of you know, but for the ones that don't, I am Memphis's little sister." I say, my voice trembling slightly as I glance around the room.

When I glanced around the room, I couldn't help but notice this strikingly handsome man standing off in the far corner, his eyes glued to mine. In that moment I felt a surge of confidence blast through my veins, making me carry on with my speech more strongly,

"Everyone knew Memphis as a strong willed, smart, athletic guy. But what most of you don't know is how caring, supportive, loving, and just all around amazing man he truly was." My face lit up, remembering every moment I shared with my brother, "I'm not ashamed to admit that he was the first man, besides my Dad, that I told everyone I was going to marry. He was always there for me, no matter what the ridiculous request it might of been. Whether it was dress up, tea parties, holding my hand to get on the bus for the first time, beating up the boys who were mean to be in elementary school, public school, or high school. He was ALWAYS there. Just like a big brother should have been." The last words come out a bit soft, and slightly choked.

There was a moment of silence as silent tears slipped from my eyes, "He was there for me through heartbreaks, let downs, failures, and anything you could possibly imagine. He never gave up on me. He supported my music dreams, getting my first show, and I can't tell you enough how thankful I am for that. But what I'm most thankful for is... just having him as my Brother." My words now coming out in sobs as I push myself to finish my speech,

"Memphis, I know you're listening up there. I want you to know that not a day will pass that I won't miss you. No matter how much I will never understand why you left me here alone, I know you wouldn't do it if there wasn't a Damn good reason. Our family will never be the same without you, but we know you will always be with us. Maybe one day we will be okay. I love you, always." The words flowing from my mouth like he was sitting right in front of me. A soft, agonized smile on my lips.

Before sitting down, I walk over to the closed casket. My finger tips delicately brushing over the wood. I lift my fingertips to my lips then press them on the wood. Once done, I make my way to my seat, my Dad and Mom smiling proudly at me.