Hurt-l.h {SLOWLY EDITING}

Chapter 42

The day of Isabelle's funeral. All I can say is that since I woke up this morning, I haven't said a word to anyone. I am now sitting at the kitchen counter playing si my near empty coffee cup, dressed in my black half sleeve dress si my black heels and my hair down in ringlets. Everything around is still in motion but I... I am sitting here not moving much at all. To me there feels like no point in moving.

"Hey... You alright?" Isaac says from across the counter. He leans over it in his black suit. He brings me out of my haze of looking at the kitchen slash back. I nod my head and pull the eulogy I have been working on, but everything I write never seems like enough. Reading over it brings back the happy and saddest memories Isabelle, our friends and I have had over the years. I never thought her life would be cut short, I thought that we would go off to university and have a family and I would be the awesome mum that her kids would adore, as cliché as that sounds.

"Come here." Isaac brings me into a hug and that's the moment I realise that I am crying. I grip his shirt in my hands and cry into his suit. We aren't even at the funeral and I'm already a mess. My makeup is running down my cheeks but I can't stop the crying. "She was a wonderful friend and lucky to have spent the life she had with you by her side. She is in a better place where she is now. Just remember that she will always be part of you and here with you no matter what. She so lucky to have you in her life." He says and I look up at him, giving him a tiny smile.

"Thanks Isaac."

I fold up the eulogy and head to the car. I drive down to the church.

I sit in the car in the parking lot, watching everyone make their way into the church. I can't seem to get out of the car. Something taps on the window making me jump. I turn and look at a sad Shailene, Jay and Kyle. I open the door and get out to hug them all. I slam the door shut once everyone let's go and we walk into the church together.

I find a seat near the front, the others following. I pass mum, Isaac and Austin on the way, Livia is staying at a friends because she is just a little too young to be at something so sad.

When everyone is settled inside the church, the priest starts.

Eventually he calls up a couple people to say a few words about Izzy. I'm up first.

I stand in front of everyone with a piece of paper in my hand. Looking over it I decide to put it away and speak off the top of my head.

I take a deep breath, closing my eyes as I exhale before I begin. "Isabelle was one of the closest friends I have. I've actually known her for as long as I can remember. She was sweet, funny, annoying,-" I let a tiny laugh slip through my lips as does a lot of people through their tears,"-sympathetic, sarcastic, honest, outgoing, perfectionist, but most of all she was the best friend to all of us, the best girlfriend to Kyle and the best daughter. No one could replace our Izzy-" by this stage I can feel the warm tears falling down my cheeks. I move a hand to wipe the tears before I go on, "-she was well loved and she still is. She won't go un missed, and she will always be with us. Rest In Paradise Isabelle. We love you and miss you." I let the tears run freely down my cheeks and walk back to my seat. I sit down and Kyle gets up.

He stands where I was as starts talking about the last words he said to her, how they were in a fight and he never had a chance to make it up to her and tell her that he loved her. He recited a time at the lake with all of us that wasn't a normal trip to lake to try and lighten the mood a little. Everyone let out a little laugh but it wasn't long until Kyle broke. "I love you Isabelle and I always will. You will be missed by many but you were my world. We will meet again some day." That was it, he walked back down with tears uncontrollably running down his cheeks.