My Rockstar

Planning the Funeral

I wake up and the house is surprisingly silent. It is always noisy. Jaden is still asleep so I get out of bed, not waking him up. "Hello?" I say as I walk to the living room where everyone normally is. "In here." I hear Bryce say. I walk into the kitchen and see him eating something he got from uber eats. "Hey," he says as he scrolls through tik tok. "Hi." I sit on the counter next to where he's leaning against while eating. "Where'd everyone go?" I say as I look around. "Hype house." I sigh at Bryce being dry. He's probably still really upset. I don't blame him. It is our dad no matter what. "Is there uhm, going to be a funeral?" I ask as I look at Bryce. "You know the answer to that." He's right. There won't be a funeral. He had no friends and I and Bryce were his only family left. "What if just you guys had a funeral. I mean, we could call the hospital you got the call from and ask if he could be driven or flown down here. It's not too late." I turn to look at Jaden leaning against the wall. I look at Bryce and he shrugs. "Well, if you guys need other people there. The sway boys can come." I shake my head. "I don't need that many people to come and say they're sorry for me. You know that, Jaden. Especially people that don't even know my father." He nods and walks next to Bryce. "Okay, so what if it was you guys, me, Taylor, Anthony, and Josh. We all met the man. We all know what he's done to you too." Jaden looks at me. "What?" Bryce looks at me, "I told them." I shake my head, "Bryce... why would you do that. I told you not to tell anyone." He nods, "I know and I am sorry. They're my best friends. And yours! I had to tell them." I shrug, "Bryce, I don't even know Taylor like that!" he sighs, "Okay but I had to fill him in on everything. You can't even be mad at me for that right now. I'll go call the hospital." He puts his trash in the trash and walks out of the room. "Can Mads come too?!" I yell loud enough so I know he hears me. "Don't take anything he says too personal. He's hurt, he's going to say things he doesn't mean." I smile at Jaden as he walks in between my legs and kisses me. "I know."

I haven't seen Bryce in about four hours. Everyone came home about an hour ago. It's just Jaden, Josh, Anthony, Mads, and me in the living room talking about random things. "Alright. Casket with him in it gets here tomorrow night, Tuesday. The funeral is this Wednesday afternoon. Around 3." Bryce says walking in the room not looking up from his phone. It's silent and he looks up. He clears his throat. "All of you guys are invited to my father's funeral. We aren't having a whole church thing though. We're just going to the cemetery about 10 minutes away and watching his casket go down and then we can leave." I start to tear up and look away from everyone. Mads notices so she sits next to me and holds my hand. "I am so- I am here for you bebe." She says and I smile. "Thank you for not saying you're sorry." She nods "Of course." I rest my head on her shoulder and wipe the tears that fall from my face. "I already told Taylor too. Anyways, good night guys." I stand up and grab Bryce's arm and make him walk faster to his room. I close the door, "Can you stop acting like you don't care I mean," He interrupts me "Can I stop acting like I don't care? Do you even know what you've been doing? You've been more heartless then me!" He walks to his bed. "Bryce... I was going to help you. I was going to say that it's okay to let your emotions out." I sit next to him on his bed. "But you know why I am not as upset." He nods, "I know but he's your father!" I look down at my hands. "I know he is Bryce. Your right. I should be caring a lot more then I do right now. I am just bad at showing my emotions, you know that." He nods, "I know but you should care a lot more then you do." I nod, "You can show your emotions, Bryce. It will help all this weight off your shoulders." He stands up and grabs my arm and starts yelling, "Stop looking at the positive side of everything! I am showing my emotions! I take it out on others!" I nod, "I know and I am sorry for not realizing it faster. I am. It's just, we haven't spent a lot of time together since you moved and" He cuts me off. "No! You do NOT get to blame this on me moving. And stop being so nice! I deserve to be treated like shit by you. I put you through so much and you are nice to me and never see the bad in me!" I nod and he continues screaming at me and grabbing my arms and screaming and pointing in my face. I cut off his talking, "Stop!" I say as I look away from him. He lets go of me and backs up. "I am sorry." I nod. "It's okay." I pull him into a hug. "I was like dad wasn't I..." I stay silent, knowing it's true but I don't want to make the situation worse. "I am so sorry, Y/n." I sigh, "No, it's okay. You were just showing your emotions. It's okay." He lets go and pushes me to the bed. "This is what I am talking about! Stop being so fucking nice with your whack ass shit! I am not showing my emotions, I am turning into dad and I can't control it." He says screaming in my face. His neck is getting veiny and his face is getting red from screaming. "Bryce stop it, you're scaring me! I say as I start to cry. Everyone I was in the living room comes barging in. Mads pushes him away from me and Josh brings me over to Jaden by the doorway. Jaden hugs me. "Mads get away from him. I don't want him hurting you." I say and Josh looks at me, "He hurt you?" I shake my head. "No. I don't know what he'll do next." Jaden hands me over to Josh as Jaden walks over to calm down Bryce. Bryce just gets angrier. Josh starts to walk me out of the room but I fight it. "Let me go!" I say hitting his arm "Josh! Let me go! Please." He picks me up "Josh stop! Let me talk to him! I am the only one that can help him!" I say crying as I try to fight my way out of Josh's hold. "Josh, let her go." Josh turns to face Jaden. "What?" Jaden nods, "You heard me. Let her go. Let her do this. If it's the wrong choice she wouldn't want to do it. We'll wait in the living room and if it gets too loud we can come back. Let her go, man, she is his sister. She'll do better than us." Josh lets go of the hold and storms away. Everyone walks out too. "Thank you" I kiss Jadens cheek. "I hope this is the right decision." I nod and he leaves. I lock the door so they can't come back in.

"Bryce?" I sit next to him as his head is in his hands, giving me flashbacks to when my dad did it. "You are hurt, I know. You take it out on others because you think it will take away your pain. Everyone grieves differently so I can't try to change that." Take a few deep breaths. He looks up at me. "I don't want me to turn out like him. I don't want to hurt anyone or scare anyone. Especially you. You're my little sister. I am supposed to protect you, not scare you, Y/n!" I nod, "I know. I won't let you turn out like him. And you won't. You are just upset. I won't leave this room until you are okay to be around others. I promise I will help you." He smiles at me, "I am such a dick to you. Why are you so nice to me." I smile. "You aren't a dick to me. Just when you're drunk. And grieving, obviously.." He laughs a little bit. I talk to him some more. There were a few times where we screamed at each other for a while but we eventually sort it out and he is okay from what I know so far. we both ended up falling asleep.