Rape

Funeral

It was the day of Rose's funeral. My emotions were all jumbled up inside of me. I wanted to cry my eyes out but the tears wouldn't come out anymore. I have cried myself to sleep thinking about Rose every single night. I couldn't think straight, right when I thought everything was going to be okay, it all comes tumbling down. Just the thought of not having Rose by my side, helping get through every obstacles, brings me to my knees.

"What am I going to do, Rose?" I asked myself hoping Rose was in the room with me, wishing she would give me an answer. I stared at the girl in the mirror, her hair was down with the ends curled, no make-up just eyeliner, she wore a black long sleeve dress that went up to her knees with plain black high heels. That girl was me. Having to get ready for her best friend's... funeral.

A tear had slipped my eye when thoughts of earlier that day came into mind. I had gotten a call from the detective. Apparently, they had to release Justin last night for reasons. The detective had explained to me why but once the words, "we had to release Justin", left his mouth, my entire world came crumbling down like a ton of bricks. Apparently, Justin's lawyer was able to get him out of there since they didn't have any "actual" evidence that puts him on the scene of the crime. I became completely numb from everything, just when I thought everything was going to be okay that things were finally picking up, this happens. When the detective didn't hear a response, he continued to say that he will stop at nothing to put Justin behind bars. He believe my story. I was terrified though, with Justin out, I was in danger.

I just can't be left alone, I thought. I took a deep breath and walked out of my room with the speech in my hands and a heavy heart.

Blake was waiting for my outside in his car, he was going to be my ride. My parents were going to meet us at the funeral since they had to work. Blake greeted me with a hug and opened the passenger door for me I have to say, the whole car ride to the funeral was quiet, not the awkward quiet but comfortable. The only conversation we had was about the speech, we both have our parts to what we are going to say. Just thinking it’s meant for Rose makes this whole thing a whole lot harder than anything else in the world. Having to say goodbye to her, she was someone I loved, she was my best friend, my sister, my other half, besides Blake, she knew everything single thing about me no matter what it was.

We finally arrived to the funeral, and let me tell you this. When I say everyone loved Rose, I mean EVERYONE. This place was packed to the max. Every single person who has ever known her is her right now, every person whoever meant something to Rose or cared about her. At that moment, I just wanted to burst into tears, i wanted to stab Justin in the neck for causing so much grieve and pain, for killing the girl that was my sister. I grabbed Blake's hand and squeezed it softly. He looked down at me and gave me a smile to show everything was going to be okay.

I really do hope he's right, I thought as we headed to our seats in the front where the casket laid. I couldn't look at it. It was too hard.

Throughout the funeral, person after person had gotten up to say a little something about Rose and their memories with her. Oh, how badly I want to cry my eyes out but the tears wouldn't come out. As I heard each person go up to say something, I couldn't help but smile on how much Rose made everyone happy and brought out the good in them. That was when the tears started to come down slowly and slowly.