Chapter Eight /Funeral/

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*Beep Beep Beep*

I rolled out of bed, well today is the day. I have been with Melissa and Scott for two days, and today is my father's funeral. Well Shit.

I checked my phone.

<12 Messages from Stiles>
<4 messages from Isaac>
<2 messages from Kira>
<8 messages from Allison>
<5 Messages from Lydia>

Do these people ever leave me alone? No of course not.

"Y/N? You up?" Scot said knocking on my door.
"Yeah Scott I'm up"

"Okay well get up and moving, please"

"What the fuck else would I be doing!?" I scolded and I heard him walk away.

I rolled out of bed and went to take a shower, and by that I mean cry. I cried so much, to bad I am dehydrated otherwise I would have cried way more. While I was in the shower, I grabbed my shaver and held it up to my wrist. I was going to cut. But then I remembered, my dad wouldn't want this, nor would my brother. Logan. None of them would.

I have to stay strong, I have to. For the people around me, the people I have lost, and myself. I have to stay strong for myself. 'If your going through hell, keep going' -Winston Churchill. I have to get through this, I can do it.
I looked down at the shaver I was holding at my wrist, a tear slid down my cheek. I lowered the blade and put it back. No Not Today. Not Now.

I looked at the black dress laid out on my bed from Melissa, I didn't have any Funeral wear clothes. Scott and the rest of the pack are coming too. I looked in my full body mirror then to the dress.

"Fuck, lets just get this over with" I said to myself picking up the dress and putting it on.

"Fuck, lets just get this over with" I said to myself picking up the dress and putting it on

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(I don't know why it went upside down but it did. :))

When I finished putting on the dress I did my hair, no makeup because I I honestly don't fucking care how tired people think I am, they are not wrong. I haven't slept good in weeks, months I don't know.

"Y/N?" I hear Scott say standing in the doorway.

"Yeah your good to come in Scott" I said and he walked in.

"Y/N you look...Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful" He said walking over to me and I stood up from my chair. "Thanks" I said then he pulled me into a hug "I'm here for you y/n, remember that, always. We all are. Me, Stiles, Allison, Mom, Kira, Lydia, Isaac everyone, hell even Jackson"

"I know Scott" I sighed "Thank you"

"Yeah, are you ready. Mom is down stairs waiting for us"

"Yeah I'm ready, lets just get this fucking over with." I said walking down the stairs with him. "Oh and Scott, after this. You and Stiles are going to tell me that big secret you have been dying to tell me"

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