My brother My Everything. "till Death Do Us Apart"

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.

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The cold and drizzling weather was surely enhancing the sadness of the day. Everyone dressed in black clothing as an indication of mourning, Everyone's face was filled with emotions, including mine. After all the formality of the burial was done we all headed back to our different transportations and back to our homes.

Some of the family friends, relatives and of course William's friends accompanied us back to the Robertson's house as a sincere sign of their condolences. I always had funerals, but a part of me felt like I had to be there and it was right.

Beverages were served as well as some snacks to the people, once we got back to the Robertson's home, that was before they all began to disappear one by one until only the Robertsons and I was left behind, My sister Olivia was also present for john's sake.

As for Zoe and Nick, they were out of the country on a vacation. So they told us that they would like to attend but they had already booked flights and accommodation.

"I'll be upstairs and pack my bags" announced Olivia, giving John and I a little bit of privacy. Off she went after I gave her the approving node. "Is everything alright?" I asked John, he shook his head positively before embracing me.

"Everything is alright Princess, though I'm still hurting but what can we do, if God allowed it then, really there's nothing we can do, our tears won't bring him back. He's gone and that's it" John murmured, broken-heartedly.

I smiled apologetically, I was proud of him for staying strong over his younger brother's sudden death. I know how much heartbroken he was, for the last week before the funeral he was not the John I fall in love with, he was a mess But seeing him now, I was really proud of him.

Who wouldn't become a mess after their loved one has been brutally killed, Williams death was a rigorous one, physically you couldn't identify him, I just couldn't stand looking at the pictures that were taken at the spectacle after he was brutally killed by his cellmate.

What underscored John was that his brother was only a month left to be released. I didn't even get a chance to meet him, even when john went to visit him before his death I hesitated to go with him, I just hated places like jails and hospitals. It has always given me nausea.

Olivia came back downstairs with her baggage, ready to go to the airport and fly back home. We had a little sister talk, she told me about how mom had changed to a mess since I haven't spoken to her since that day of the letter and the fact that dad left without saying goodbye after their divorce last week.

"I thought you were leaving with him," I asked, she shrugged her shoulders and answered "I just couldn't leave mom alone sis, I know what she did was terrible and selfish but she's my mom and-" I stopped her ranting and brought her to a hug and she gave in.

Without anything else said concerning mom but me wishing her a safe trip and good work at school she then climbed in her taxi and off she went, goodbyes exchanged to each other.

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"Thank you for everything my dear, it means a lot to us, well, especially me as the mother" Jennifer acknowledged me. I nodded and brought her to a warm hug, I heard her sniffing on my shoulder. I know she was crying once again and I fully understood.

"I'm sorry for your loss but wipe your tears now, I don't think Will will be happy seeing you cry, do it for him, stay strong" I sympathized. "Ohh dear, let's forget about me. Please take good care of my grandchild, or maybe grandchildren I don't want anything to happen to them not before I hold them in my hands" she said with a huge smile, trying her best to console the pain she was currently in.