Run! //Stereo Kicks- Reece Bibby.

Chapter 14- Back again?

I stare at myself in the mirror. I've gotten so skinny these last few weeks, my ribs stick out like knives. I eat one meal a day, and if I'm ever stressed, I resort to cigarettes. My arms are so scarred, I can't see a bit of skin at all. The last time I left the house was about a month ago. I've finished school, my parents have stopped trying to get me up. I know he wouldn't be proud of me. He would probably be sick just at the sight of me. I just miss him, so damn much.
Today is the day. Today is his funeral. I still remember the rush I got, running to the cell door, past all the shouting guards. I wish I could go back in time, back to that day. I should have helped him, he would still be alive if it wasn't for me. This is all my fault, no matter how many times I get told it isn't, I still know it is.
I'm dressed in a black skirt, showing my stick thin legs, a flowy black top, and a jacket to hide my arms. I walk over to my bedroom door, not wanting to leave the comfort of my room. I don't want to see the coffin, I don't want to say my speech. He's gone, that's all that matters. My mother calls up to the top of the stairs, asking me to come down. She hasn't seen the state I'm in. She still thinks I'm the bright, plump girl I was before.
Her eyes widen at the sight of me. Her eyes linger on my skinny legs, and then she brings her glassy eyes up to meet mine.
"Wha-" She starts.
"Come on, we need to go." I say, walking out of the door. I get into the car, and stare out of the window, wishing I wasn't on my way to my boyfriends funeral.
We arrive at the graveyard and I slowly open my door and stand up, the cold air hitting my face. I can feel everyone's eyes on me, shocked at my appearance. I walk towards my seat, and sit down, nodding at the boys opposite me. After Reece's death, the boys got taken prisoners. They're sat with five police officers surrounding their seats, looking extremely uncomfortable. The vicar says a prayer in honour of Reece, and then it's my turn to speak. I rise slowly from my seat and make my way over to the podium. With shaking hands I pull out the piece of paper with me speech written on it. My eyes find the first line and I begin to read.
"Reece wasn't just my lover, he was my bestfriend. It's pretty crazy how we met, but I'm so thankful for it. He didn't deserve to die. He was only young, he had whole life ahead of him. He never really believed anyone could love him, but I did. I loved him so much-" I can't say anymore. I fall to my knees and break into tears. My mother runs up to me and guides me back to my seat. I sit and listen to each of the boys say their part, and all the other grievers, and then it's time to go. I walk towards his coffin and sit down, placing my head on top of the wreath of flowers I placed there earlier. I tell my mother I want to stay for a while, and that I'll walk home. After everyone has paid their respects and left, I'm the only one still staring at the coffin. As I hear the last car drive away, I breathe a sigh of relief. A tear drips down my cheeks and onto the smooth wood of the coffin. I shut my eyes and whisper to the lifeless body laying in it.
"I love you, I love you, I love you. Don't worry Reece, I'm coming." I say, my voice breaking. I pull a blade out of my pocket and place it on top of my vein on my wrist.
"Goodbye world." I whisper. As I go to pull the blade across my wrist I hear a voice behind me.
"Don't you dare, Beth." My head snaps around and I stare at what I see, rubbing my eyes to check I'm not dreaming.
I'm staring into the eyes of Reece Bibby.

A/N😱
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