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: funeral :

I never thought today would come, it broke my heart. 

Why did it have to come so early, why couldn't the both of us live until we were old and wrinkly together. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. 

At least just a couple more years, i'd do anything to bring her back. 

I started going through my closet, pulling out a black short dress. 

It had long sleeves. 

Today would be the actual last day i would ever see her. 

The last day. 

I didn't know who was all going to be there but i already knew there were going to be people that would comfort the family then forget about her death in a couple days because they didn't care at all. 

Nobody actually cared, but me. 

I did. 

Thinking of all of this brought tears to my eyes. 

She didn't deserve any of this, none of it actually. 

I changed into the dress, putting some fishnets beneath it. 

I walked to the bathroom and started working on my makeup and hair. 

"I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry" i repeated multiple times.

It was pretty dumb, but worth a try. 

"I have to stay strong" i say looking at myself in the mirror. 

"You got this" i say. 

I took a deep breath. 

I grabbed my purse and phone. 

Which surprising had missing calls, about 5.

They all were from bill.

I called him back. 

"Hello? Y/n are you there" he says.

"yes, i'm here" i say.

"I know todays the day of the funeral, i'm sorry we aren't there to comfort you. I'm sorry y/n" he says. 

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