who killed jane?

Chapter 10

A week later...

Paul's perspective:
Today. I wasn't ready for today. It was the day of jane's funeral. I almost didn't go but my mother made me. I teared up on the way there, i was not ready. When we arrived, ty was already there along with louis, vanessa, melissa, and some of jane's friends from her old school named emma, ben, and alanna. oddly, vanessa's boyfriend, robert, wasn't in attendance. i started to tear up again until ty walked over and hugged me. we all walked into the building and sat down. i saw jane's mother crying and surrounded by family members and it made me tear up even more.

A few minutes later, a man named arthur, jane's grandfather, stood up in the front of the room "...jane, my beautiful granddaughter, you did not deserve what happened to you...you were a light in the dark, you were always so optimistic and hopeful for the future and now...you've had that taken away from you...but what they can't take away is our memory of you...you'll never ever be forgotten...i love you, and i miss you...and I'll always miss you...but i'll never forget you...none of us will" his words brought everyone to tears, i couldn't handle it, i walked out of the room and walked into the bathroom.

I walked into the bathroom stall, locked the door, and slid down onto the floor, balling my eyes out. I didn't wanna be here, it was just too much, but i knew i had to be here for jane. After a few minutes, i heard the bathroom door open "paul?" it was ty, he walked over to my stall "paul i know you're in there" i sighed and walked out of the stall and hugged ty and he hugged me back. ty grabbed some paper towel and handed it to me so i could wipe away my tears. After i wiped my tears, ty and i made our way back to the funeral room.

Jane's coffin was lowered into the ground. I almost started balling my eyes out again but i stopped myself, if jane were here she'd comfort me to make sure i was okay and to make me feel happy even in the darkest of situations. Ty stood right next to me and when he saw me almost about to cry, he put his arm around me "it's still so surreal" he said. After the funeral, ty and i talked to jane's old friends, reminiscing on the good times we all had with her and how much we missed her "how long have you known her?" I asked "jane and i were friends since kindergarten, we were best friends" emma said teary-eyed, emma knew jane the longest out of any of us. Emma began tearing up so i hugged her, she began to cry and i cried with her, it felt good to let it all out especially with someone who knew exactly how i was feeling.

Emma's perspective:
This was the first time i cried about jane since i heard she died a few weeks ago. I had no idea who this guy was that i was hugging but it felt good to let it out "so...how did you know jane?" I asked him "we were friends...good friends" he said to me. I smiled at him "she was a really good friend, everyone loved her" i said which made him smile as well. I didn't know him, I didn't know any of jane's new friends because we haven't talked much since she moved. We tried to keep in touch but it was harder than we thought it would be but I couldn't miss her funeral...i loved her and i will always love and miss her.

Paul's perspective:
When i heard that jane died, all i could think about was how much i was gonna miss her i mean, i already missed her, i haven't seen her in a year and now i'll never get to see her again. I talked to jane's newer friends for a while, we talked about how much we loved her and how she was an amazing friend to all of us. A year ago, jane talked about how much she wanted to be an actress one day and now that dream can never happen and it isn't fair, life isn't fair...she should still be here. Apart from being an actress, jane wanted to help people as well...she would've used her money for a good cause, to help the unfortunate...in fact she already started to, she frequented the homeless shelter around her house, helping feed them and making sure they had good sleeping conditions, she was such a good person and i still cannot get my head around the fact that she's gone.