The White Rose : Sequel To Plus Size Punch

Chapter 9

Sarabi P.O.V

Today is the day of my mothers funeral. I put her in a white casket and we put her in a white dress. Her hair was curled she looked so peaceful. I walked down the church pews with Noah on one side and Joey on the other. They had there arms rapped in mine as we walked to view her body I slowly broke down. Tears began to fill my eyes when we got to her body all I could do was stared at the now peaceful, lifeless, and soulless body. We stopped in front of her body. We looked down on her I kissed two fingers and put them on her forehead. It was the last time that I would ever touch her.

We all sat down in the front row. I put my head down when they closed her casket. I let the tears fall on my dress pants.

"We are all here today to celebrate the life of Victoria Mani Brooke-Scott. I'm so glad to see all the people in that are here in the church to day that came to show there love." Pastor Jenkins said. Pastor Jenkins was like my father figure every Sunday when Jordan slept on the couch I would go to church and talk to pastor. He also made me laugh because he is trying to keep his jerry curls and has that gold tooth in his mouth and his spirit was always bright.

"Sista Victoria was a great member to this church. Nothing bad was ever said about her. We will all miss her deeply. Would you like to say a few words Sarabi?" I nodded. I walked to the podium.

"My mother was a wonderful mother. She was everything to me until my father ended her life. She taught me mostly everything I know. She got me into the Arts we did everything together. She was a fighter mentally she knew when something was wrong and she knew when to get out of a problem. She is the cause of me being a fighter today mentally and physically. Joey can tell you what im talking about." everyone laughed I laughed with them, I whipped the tear from my eyes."She tought me a song that is close to my heart today. I cleared my throat and started to sing.

"I've had some good days
I've had some hills to climb
I've had some weary days
And some sleepless nights
But when I look around
And I think things over
All of my good days
Out-weigh my bad days
I won't complain

Sometimes the clouds are low
I can hardly see the road
I ask a question, Lord
Lord, why so much pain?
But he knows what's best for me
Although my weary eyes
They can't see
So I'll just say thank you Lord
I won't complain

The Lord Has been so good to me
He's been good to me
More than this old world or you could ever be
He's been so good, To me
He dried all of my tears away
Turned my midnights into day
So I'll just say thank you Lord

I've been lied on
But thank you Lord
I've been talked about
But thank you Lord
I've been misunderstood
But thank you Lord
You might be sick
Body reeking with pain
But thank you Lord
The bills are due
Don't know where the money coming from
But thank you Lord
Thank you Lord
Thank you Lord

I want to thank God
Has been so good to me
He's been good to me
More than this old world or you could ever be
He's been so good
He's been so good
He's been so good
So good
So good
So good
So good
To me
He dried all of my tears away
Turned my midnight into day

So I'll just say thank you Lord,
I won't complain" By the time I finish people were screaming and getting happy. It took about 5 ushers to calm one lady down. People were dancing and screaming. I glanced over at Joey and Noah they look terrified. I had tears falling down my cheeks. The pastor caught the holy spirit then came on the mic and sang.

"Can the church say Yesss!" All you could hear was Amens and crying everywhere I took my seat next to Joey. He still looked terrified so did Noah I put my arm around both of them. They were not use to my church or black churches for that matter.

"That was beautiful Sarabi her mother would sing that all the time in church." Everyone had calm down. I glanced a Joey and smiled at him so he would have some comfort felt the weight come of my chest of sadness. After the service all the guess and family went back to the Moretii's home. We ate and talked and reminisced about my mother.

"Sarabi its good to see you baby girl, I haven't seen you since you were third-teen. Well, On t.v too." I saw my grandmother. I have not see her in a while too. "How have you been doing child?"

" I have been doing good grandma, just been living life."I hugged her. After everyone left Noah and Joey and I went up stairs to play call of duty. Then we all fell asleep Joey has not been sleeping in his room but has been sleeping in mine. I didn't mind I was getting use to him being around so much.

"You looked pretty terrified in church today Joey."

"I didn't know people do that in church ok. You sounded beautiful today I never know you could sing that powerful." he siad getting into my bed and rapping his arms around me. I felt the warmth of his body. He snuggled me.

"Well that is what happens in my church."

"You make me happy and I love you for that."

"I love you too."

"What did you just say you love me?"

"Don't ruin the moment Joey." we laughed then we both fell alseep.

A/N: She said it yay! But what will happen when Paul gets involved. Paul or Joey? Are you a fighter? Thank you for reading Much love!

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