Chapter 14: Funeral

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Recap:

Where are you going?

Oh I'm going to the hype house they're throwing a party.

Oh that's cool.

Hey I gtg but good luck with tomorrow. Tell the other I say hi.

Okay thanks

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I can trust jaden. Right?

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This is Jaden we're talking about, he's a good guy. Of course i can trust him. 

After that i just went to bed. I need some sleep for tomorrow.

I woke up the next morning and got dressed into my dress. I did my makeup and decided to keep my hair down. I ubered to the church where we held the funeral. I'm not really ine to cry a lot I've already cried my tears when the accident actually happened. But that doesn't mean I'm not sad about it. When i got to the church i met up with Cynthia, Quinton and Griffin.

"hey guys." i said. Cynthias makeup looks like it could've been gorgeous but it was kinda smudged all over her face as she was crying. I hugged them both and went in to take our seats. The priest spoke his words and he prayed to God about the unfortunate loss of my mother. Cynthia and Quinton then went up to the stage so Cynthia could give her speach. With a lot of struggle and tears she got it done. Then griff went uo and did his speech.

Then it was my turn. I didn't have a speech prepared so i was kind of nervous. I then walked up to the stage. The priest then asked if i wanted to see her in the casket. He then opened it. And there she laid. I gently cupped her face with my hand.

She was wearing, what use to be her blue dress and someone did her makeup to match her dress.

"you were never meant to leave like this nother." i said as a stray tear trickled diwn my cheak. I quickly wiped it away and turned back to the people.

"hey. Uhm-" i looked over at Cynthia and she showed me a thumbs up. "I'm Isabella Johnson. Mary-Lou Johnsons eldest daughter." as i spoke into the microphone, a whisper came apon the crowd.

"i don't really know what to say. I've never been to a funeral before."i said with a little chuckle.

"my mom was always a very understanding, supportive, forgiving, generous, gentle, loving, caring and humorous mother, and person in general. If you were close to mum you would know that." I paused thinking about her for a little while.

"she didn't deserve this. At all. But sh- STUFF, happens for a reason I guess." i said with tears stinging the back of my eyes. "I-i'm sorry- i can't do this." I then ran out and to the bathrooms, crying.

I cleaned my face after crying for what felt like forever and got out of the bathroom. People were busy leaving the church. Wow i must've been crying for a while then. I looked around for Cynthia but i couldn't see her i then messaged her.

Cynthia❤️👑✨

Where are you?

I'm at front. Where have you been the past 2 hours?! I was worried sick!

I was in the bathroom. Anyways I'm on my way.

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As i was walking over to the front i started crying again lightly tho. I got to the front and saw Cynthia, Quinton and... Is that?

A/n: cliffhanger!! Sorry guys!

Who do you think it is? Is it Jaden??

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