Devoted

Realization With A Hint of Anger.

Lily's POV

As I started to cry my eyes out, Asher's hold tightened on me. I was thankful for the comfort. Jason looked at me and joined in, rubbing my arm. My mom started to speak again.

"Listen, honey, you need to remember that no matter what happens, you need to continue pursuing your dreams. Continue doing parkour, gymnastics, going to the the beach, the amusement park, making scrapbooks with your friends and playing the piano. No matter what happens to us, you need to move on and enjoy life. Don't stay hung up on us, just keep us in your heart. We love you so much honey. We'll miss you."

With that, the screen turned black and Mom and Dad disappeared yet again, leaving me alone. Well, not exactly alone but with no one to call my family . I cried for 10 minutes straight. Some people might call me a crybaby but I found that it was better to shed tears than to store them inside of you and burst at some point of your life. The tears kept flowing down my cheeks, allowing me only enough vision to see the worried looks on the faces of the guys. My body didn't wrack with sobs because I had always been a silent crier. Most people said that I looked terrifying when I cried because my face would be expressionless and the tears would flow down my face as if someone had set off a tiny hose outside my eye.

Eventually, the onslaught of tears stopped, mainly because of the comfort I was getting. I was passed like a parcel to each of the guys, them taking turns to squeeze the life out of me and try to start a fire on my back, judging by how much they were rubbing it. I felt even more horrible that my parents were killed because they were trying to save me. They had already sacrificed so much of themselves for me. My parents weren't in contact with their own parents because they didn't accept the fact that I was born before mom and dad got married. They never met up with them at all because of me, and I couldn't let go of a guy who turned out to be a psycho for them. Thinking of what I had done, and how messed up I was, I silently pulled Asher's comforting arms off of me and got up, making my way to my room.

Before I could leave, Cole grabbed my arm in a tight grip. I looked at him to see his angry eyes looking up at me. He said,

"So you're just gonna ignore what your parents said? That they want you to stay strong and not stay hung up on them? Don't you understand Lily? You've become one of our best friends and we all just want you to be happy. Your parents spent their last few weeks alive just to make sure that your future would be spent in happiness. And yet, you're not listening to their last wish?"

I thought about what he had said right there and then. It was like I was an aquarium and was suddenly filled with what I was needed for. Water. Or in this case, realization that Cole was right. I had to move on and fulfill mom and dad's last wish no matter what happened. At that point, I felt like I was bipolar or something but I couldn't have cared less.

I sat back down, grabbed the ziplock bag and opened it. As I looked inside, I found the envelope that dad had been talking about. I opened it and just as he said, I found mom's and dad's will inside, claiming that everything they owned was now handed over to me. The house, jewelry, all of mom and dad's belongings, car, and all the money that they had saved up, which was 900,000 dollars, were going to me. My eyes popped out of my head as I read the will. The house and car were already destroyed but the jewelry was still in the locker and the money was still in their account. The key to the locker was given alongside the will.

I took out the other piece of paper from the envelope and unfolded it to see my father's cursive handwriting spelling out the name: Laura Colombo. I guessed that she was the lawyer that dad was talking about. Underneath it, a phone number was given. As I continued to bore holes into the paper, Ryan walked up behind me, looked at the paper, and said,

"You should call her. She'll help you. You know that you can't spend the rest of your life in fear. How are you gonna have any fun then?"

I sighed and nodded, knowing that they were right. I told them that I would call her tomorrow since it was one a.m. and Laura was probably not awake anyway. The name seemed familiar and I recognized it to be the name of the woman who would visit mom and dad every year or so. She was always nice to me and even gave me a set of coloring pencils and a coloring book when I was a kid. I didn't realize that I was lost in my evocation and jumped five feet back when Cole shouted my name. He smirked as he saw that he had gotten my attention and said,

"Since you've just been through such a traumatic experience, Jason, Ryan and I have decided to stay over. More specifically, camp in your room while you sleep on the bed. I don't know if Asher will sleep in you room or his own."

Before he could continue, Asher mumbled out a quiet,

"In her room of course. Um.... because.... I can't just leave you guys with her and not also be their to support her as a.... friend."

For some unknown reason, the remaining three doofus's burst out into laughter. I walked past the hysterical trio and upstairs to my room. They followed me, still wiping the tears from laughter off of their faces. As soon as I opened the door to my room, they burst inside with sleeping bags that they had found from god knows where, and stripped to their boxers. Honestly, did they have no shame? Except for Asher. He came into my room, shirtless and in a pair of sweatpants, ignoring the requests of the rest of the guys to lend a few pairs to them. I blushed at his muscular upper body and turned around, grabbing a pair of my usual white silk pajama's which consisted of a white, silk camisole with a pair of white, silk shorts.

Using the bathroom and getting changed quickly, I walked out of the bathroom to see Jason and Cole fighting over a fluffy blanket. Rolling my eyes, I prepared myself for a long night ahead.

Done! My exams are probably going to be finished by the time you read this but still, please pray for me. Hope you like the chapter! Please comment, vote and share. Love you. Peace out!

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