Bright-Tom Holland

*real life*

WHISH WE COULD TURN BACK TIME

*one month earlier *

All that could be heard was the sound of running water as Josephine took a shower. The water was scorching, but she didn't care. She didn't care if her skin was red and splotchy afterward. She. Didn't. Give. A. Damn. All she could do was stand under the showerhead, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. Today was the day. The day of her mother's funeral. Finally, Olivia or rather Ollie came in and turned the water off- Josie had been in there for an hour.

"J, you have to get ready. Everyone is meeting us at the church." Josie and Chase's mother was religious and so were they, but Josie hadn't been in years.

"Ok..." she said, her voice raspy from all the crying she had done over the past couple of days. Her throat almost felt raw but of course, she was giving the eulogy. Chase was going to but every time he tried to practice he would be a crying mess on the floor, so Josie had said she would do it. Deciding she would read her mother's favorite poem. Walking into their shared dorm Josie laid eyes on her outfit for this dreadful day (A/N: her outfit is at the top). After she put on her outfit both girls left- Josie had decided not to wear makeup in fear of her mascara running down her face and making her look worse than she felt. Her heart was cracking in many different places and she didn't know if she could be put back together. Arriving at the church, their friends greeted them, and that included Tom, Zendaya, and Jacob.

"Hey, Love," Tom said, pulling Josie into his side while placing a kiss in her hair. This, in turn, made her smile. Not the smile everyone loved, but a smile all the same.

"Hey, Tommy."

The group found their seats among the Parez twins' relatives and close friends just as the funeral began. About halfway through, Josie made her way up- not before Tom squeezed her hand in reassurance.

Taking a breath, Josie cleared her throat and said, "I would like to start by reading my mother's favorite poem. She would read this to Chase and me on rainy days or whenever one of us was sick. Fire and Ice by Robert Frost.

Thank you. My mother, excuse me, our mother was an extraordinary woman. She fought for our education, our well being, and she could throw a mean punch if she wanted to. But there is one thing I want you all to remember about her. She loved so strongly and fiercely that if you knew her, you would be the luckiest person on earth. To be loved by her was the best feeling, especially for Chase and me. Mama, you're in a better place now and please tell Papa we said hello and that we love and miss him. I love you, Mama. Rest in peace." Once I was finished, I rushed out of the church for fresh air. My breaths came quickly and rapidly. I could feel my pulse without even feeling my wrist and my blood was rushing in my ears like water bursting from a dam. Going behind the said church, I sat down and brought my knees to my chest. I was having a panic attack. Before I knew it there was a presence next to me.

"Love, just breathe. Look at me." I did what I was told even though I could hardly see him through my blurred vision. "Good girl. Now match my breathing. In. Out. In. Out..." Again I do as I'm told. Once I'm calm enough, I buried my face into his chest, grasping his suit jacket tightly while straddling him. Letting out a sob he says, "It's all going to be ok. I promise. It may not feel like that right now, but it will be in the end." He continued to say sweet nothings into my ear as I cried all while holding me close to his chest. I really wish we could turn back time.