Broken Hearted Girl (Aaron carpenter)

Chapter 39

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Aaron’s POV 

“Aaron what are you doing” A sad voice says, and i can hear the person walk in. “Nothing I'm just laying down” I say, and the person makes a deep sigh. “Aaron i’m sorry” I look over my shoulder to find Candice, with puffy and red eyes. “I don’t wanna talk” I whisper, already feeling my heart break all over again, if its even possible for my heart to break more. “Aaron you have locked yourself inside of this room for 3 days now, talk to us please” She looks at me with hurt eyes, like if someone squeezed my heart with a crushing fist. I can’t bear looking at her. “Wouldn’t you do the same?” I ask, and i feel the urge to cry.

 “Aaron listen..” She says, sitting down on the bed I'm laying in. Im no longer living at Simone’s house. I can’t be there after this, so I have been laying in a hotel bed for 3 days straight now. “I know how much you loved her, and I'm so so sorry for your lost, but please do me and Simone one last favor” She says with a begging voice. And i nod for her to continue. 

“Hold the speech for Simone you wrote, tomorrow at her funeral.” She say, and i get a lump in my throat. I honestly don’t know how i would be able to stand there, talking to her for the last time. But Candice was right, Simone deserved this. “But what if i can’t do it?” I ask, and Candice smiles a broken smile. “Then mom will finish the speech for you” She says, and i nod. If anyone would have to finish it for me, it would have to be my mom. No one else know how close i was with Simone, plus Simone would want Becky to finish it too. 

“Okay, i will do it” I say, and Candice embraces me in a warm hug. “I love you Aaron” She says, kissing me on the cheek. I force a little smile, and look down at my hands, and my smile fade away. “Aaron please come out of this room, this does not help you to have second thoughts” She whisper sighing. 

“And what would i do out there? Laugh and be happy? You know i can’t” I say and fumble with my watch Simone gave me. And my eyes are glued to the colors blue, red and white on the strap.  

“I dont expect you to be happy and laugh. Hell, i know that you can’t. But at least talk to us, we all miss her” 

My thoughts keep distracting me from replying my sister, and she clearly get Impatient. “Aaron please answer me, i want to help you” 

“We all want to”

I look back up at her, and notice the tears in her eyes. “Fine, let me take a shower and i will go with you” I say, and she crack a smile. 

I watch her leave my room, and i slowly get up from my bed, and find some new clothes i can wear. I take up my black t-shirt that says ‘The Hundreds’ and some shorts, and the scent of Simone’s Ralph Lauren perfume immediately fill my nose. “How i missed that smell” I whisper to myself, letting the scent fill my nostrils one more time, before going into the shower. 

_____The day of the funeral_____

I take a deep breath, looking around me at all of my friends that is here to support me, and to give Simone a worthy funeral. They all did love her, she had such a big influence on all of us, and i’m so sorry i didn’t let her know that. I guess i was to busy being in love.