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I hate crying. it makes me feel so weak, but hell we just did place my best friend six feet under. My mother said it's alright for me to cry but it doesn't make me feel any better.
"Delilah, it's time to go." I frown taking one last look at his casket before allowing my mother to pull me away.
"Delilah! Wait!" Ashton's friend Luke calls out, running towards me and my mother. "Ashton requested to be buried in the woods, and I know you wanna visit him soon and I'd be happy to join you when you wanna go." I stare blankly at him for a moment before nodding. Luke smiles and writes down his number. "Just shoot me a message when you wanna go." I nod crinkling the paper into my palm as my mother pulls me away.
"That was nice of Luke." My mother states as she pulls away from the graveyard. "He's always been a sweet lad." I shrug as I stare out the window. My mothers soft singing is the only sound in the car, which is surprisingly soothing.
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen your smile, when you blush
Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough.....
And que tears. This was his favorite song. He would always sing it to me when I couldn't sleep at night, or when I was sad. I felt my mothers hand rest on mine as she spoke,
"Honey please don't cry, Ashton wouldn't like to see you sad." That only made me cry harder. I knew I was letting him down, and it was hell. My mother sighed and pulled over the car. "Come here baby." Quickly I moved from my seat to hers as she held me.
I know Ashton would be so disappointed to see my cheeks stained with tears but I can't hold them back anymore. He was my rock, and now he's gone. "Listen baby, I know it's rough having Ashton dissapear but remember what your father used to say? Everything happens for a reason? Ashton leaving happened for a reason, and it may not seem good now but maybe someday you'll realise the good in it." She smiles. "Now, let's head home."
I shift back over to my seat and she turns back onto the rode. What does she mean, maybe someday I'll realise the good in it? My best friend went missing and is now supposably dead. How is their any good in that? I sigh and look back out the window.
Maybe I'll find out someday.
