Bad Blood

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Pain

" Even though I walk through the valley of shadow of death , I will fear no...."

I looked away from the casket , not blinking and turned on my heels to walk away .

It began to get windy & I hated that .

" Throw my rose for me" I whispered to my older sister Lauren as I placed the cold red rose in her hand .

She nodded while continuing to listen to the preacher , tears still trailing down her face . Grabbing the rose she placed it in her bag along with the other 3 roses that she held and began to walk closer to the casket .

I proceeded to walk away , fixing my glasses in the process as rain began to fall . It rained on the day he died & the day he got Buried .

Was this a sign ?

I hit the key pad to my car as I heard the loud alarm , signaling that it was unlocked .

Getting into my car , I let the cold leather touch my skin . I shuttered my teeth , instantly regretting wearing a dress .

Looking down at my all black outfit , I held back tears .

I despised funerals

" Kyle who would've ever though that we'd be dressed in all black for you ?" I asked aloud , followed by a bitter chuckle .

My phone began to ring as I put my car in reverse , struggling to get out the parking space that I was in .

I cringed at the sound and rolled my eyes hoping that whoever it was would get the clue
And just hang up .

Hated when my phone rung .

After noticing that they wouldn't give up , i dreadfully grabbed my phone out of my passenger seat and answered without looking at the contact .

" ARIANA FLETCHER" my mother roared on the other end as I approached the entrance of the freeway .

" yea" I nonchalantly answered .

Wasn't really her biggest fan

" you left your brothers burial site ! You are so damn selfish just like your f- "

" just like my goddamn father , yes I know" I stated as I finished her sentence . I moved the phone away from ear , swerving through traffic as I struggled to find the Bluetooth button on my phone which would connect her to my radio .

"There we go" I mumbled as her screeching voice filled my car .

" well will you ATLEAST come to the repast" she asked , I could her the wind in her background pick up .

Goddamn wind .

" I don't really care for half the people that'll be there , so I'm not coming ! I'll have my own damn repast" I spat as the rain began to pick up.

I exited the freeway and began making a Bee-line towards my house . I didn't really like being around people so I found comfort within my home and myself . I could be out at club and began to miss my bed , as if it were my husband .

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