𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝘾𝙐 ❖ ᵐᵃʳᵛᵉˡ ᶜᵉⁿⁱᵐᵃᵗⁱᶜ ᵘⁿⁱᵛᵉʳˢᵉ

The Service and Searching

Go read my new book the American Slytherins

*+:｡.｡SAMANTHA'S POV ｡.｡:+*

We're not even a block away from the cemetery ,and I can feel ALL of the spirits. Damn, why must they're be so many? "Do you think your grandfather like me?" Pietro asks. "You want the truth?" "Yes, of course I want the truth." "Pietro, he doesn't hate you, if anything he loves that your with me. It's just that he's afraid. He's afraid of you because, he knows that you like me and before you, it was only him and my uncles who love me. So does dad, he is also afraid of you, he may not show it but he likes you." "What about your birth father?" I put a small smile, "well we'll see what he thinks, eh?" "That was not helpful." I giggle. "Why didn't you talk to your grandmother if you can see the dead?" "I can block the spirts, I didn't want to know what she had to tell me. She would probably would have wanted me to leave." "Oh"

As we park in the cemetery, I see a Marachi band getting ready to play. "You ready?" He asks grabbing my hand. "Yeah, I've done this before, I was crying before I knew she hated me. Now let's go, I want to get this over with and go see my dad." He nods and puts his sunglasses on. I put on mine and we got out. Pietro grabs my hand and we walk to the tent, cemetery provides just in case it rains, we sit on one of the corner chairs. The band starts to play as my uncles and older cousins carry the casket to the machine that places her in the ground. I see little me handing out roses to throw into the hole. As she approaches us she looks at us in confusion but then realised it was us. "Hey, yall." She sounds sad, "hey, little me. You okay?" I grab her hand. "No, I thought you healed her." "I did but she continued to make herself more sick than before. When you sent me the message it was to late." "Oh" She turns to Pietro, "hello Pietro." "Hey little Sam." She nods and gives us a rose each. She leaves with my mom.

"Who hired the band?" "My uncle Juan, he was extremely close with my grandma." "Cute, he was a mama's boy." I laugh. "Its very disrespectful to laugh at a funeral." I look up and see my Tia Maria. "Sorry, ma'am. It's just my boyfriend was trying to make me feel better." "Oh, well. . . " She looks at Pietro, "your being a good boyfriend for making her feel better. I didn't get you two's name." "I'm sirena Lopez and he is david Gonzalez, estrella used to babysit us when we were younger." "Oh my mom babysat many kids, she always liked kids." I gripped Pietro's hand, "yeah she told us stories about you and her other kids." "I like y'all hair, who did it?" "Oh . . .we got it done at the mall in humble." Pietro says. Tia nods, "well I see you two later, it's time to put in our roses." She leaves and gets in line. We get up and stand in the back of the line.

It gets to our turn to drop our roses in, "will you miss her?" He asks. "Nah, sometimes when I think back at those memories I had with her, I realized she was a bitch." I whisper, we put on a smirk and we drop our roses in. We hope back to our spot under the tent, and drink some water that a worker gave to us. "You want to go walk around, and go talk to the spirits?" "Sure." We get up and walk to the other side where they have the babies. "How am I going to be able to see and talk to them?" "Here, grab my hand." He grabs my hand and his gets surprised by all of the spirits he can see and hear. We hear random conversations of the spirits. "Aww look at the cute couple, remember when we used to be like that babe?" Said a spirit to her lover, "can I go spook them?" Asked the lover, I smirk and look at Pietro, he also smirks. "Samantha?" "Yeah?" "Will you be my girlfriend?" "Aww, don't scare them yet." "Fine" "Sure, not the best place to be asked but I don't care." We can see from the corner of our eyes that the spirits follow, I lean in and kiss Pietro's cheek. He smiles, "Can I scare them now?" "Fine, just be careful, remember last time." "Yes I know." The spirt was about to touch us but we turned around and looked at them in the eyes and whisper "boo." The spirts get paler than what they are and the male almost faints. "You two can hear us?" "Yes, we can also see you and the others." "H-how?" The male stutters. "She does the magic, since I'm holding her hand I can see and hear you." Said Pietro, still smiling from asking me out. "Did you really ask her to be your girlfriend, or was that to make us think you couldn't see us?" "Of course I was, might as well say it now before she thinks it's a joke. The question is did she really say yes to my question?" He turns to, and I smile, "of course, I thought you were playing." He smirks and pulls me to him and kisses me. "Yes!" He yells and jumps, I laugh, "calm down, I don't need you to go full speedster when my family can see us from here." I kiss his cheek. "Awww, you two are so adorable.-"  She turns to her lover, "why don't you do that when I kiss you?" "Not this again Margret,-" "Maybe we should leave them be and look for your father." Pietro whispers, I nod and we walk away.

I lead him to where my dad is I look for his spirit, I couldn't see him. "Are they looking for Carlos?" I look up and see a old woman spirt looking at us. "Yes I am, do you know where he is?" She looked pale for a second but turned back, "you can see and hear me?" "Yes ma'am, do you know where he is?" "Um- he said that he was going to stand at the edge of this area because we cannot go to the other side of the cemetery." "Thank you." Pietro and I look at each other and nod. Before we walk to the edge of the area we pass by my dad's grave stone. We step by the default head stone, the cemetery provides so when the love ones buy one they replace it with the one they bought, and I noticed that it's not the headstone we bought yet. "Why does he have that type of head stone when the other have the nice looking ones?" Pietro asks. "Because we didn't have enough money and had to save up for about two years to buy him a simple but nice looking headstone. My dad side the family wanted to take him to Monterey and bury him there, but we said no." I crouch down and clean off the flat headstone. I grab the little lamp that had my dad's picture and kissed it. I get up, and we walk to the edge of the cemetery.