Heaven's Angel

Chapter 6

"...open up my eyes and, tell me who I am..."

My mind wandered into the oblivion. I didn't know what to think. Should I be upset that my parents died a few days ago? Or should I be happy that I might actually have the life I've been waiting for?

Amelia had been in a car accident earlier. Lucas told me that she was fine when I woke up. It had been 5 hours since we left my grandparents' place. At least I didn't feel the way I felt when I had those suicidal thoughts. After going to Dr Aran and doing everything she told me to do, I was back to my normal self. Well, as close as you can get.

"...How deep is your love.."

Don't judge I have this crazy obsession over this song. It helps clear my mind.

I turned to Lucas. "How deep is your love?"

"Ocean deep." He replied smiling.

***

We arrived at my Uncle Malcolm's house around 7:45. It was a very uneventful car ride. Everyone was silent while Lucas and I watched Superfruit (I have this weekly obsession with Mitch Grassi. Go check their channel out. I recommend it). 

Grace and Brandon were planning to help prepare the funeral for our parents but I knew they would shed the most tears. I sound like those people that have no soul. But honestly who can blame me? We wouldn't be going home until most preparations were complete. So, yeah, we were staying at Aunt Hannah's for a while.

After dinner we sat down with lots of paper and pencils. The funeral would take place in the new year on the 6th of January. Brandon and I were going to say our little speech then we settled to ask some of my friends to say something. So basically, these are the people that are definitely saying something:

Me

Brandon

Our Grandfather

Aunt Hannah

Lucas

Uncle Malcolm

Some people we would ask are:

Amelia

Sarah

Our cousin Justin

Grace was helping Aunt Hannah pick things to put inside the chapel. Brandon was picking out photos of both our parents. My job? I was told to write my speech and if they needed help they'd ask me. I like it when my family cares about me. Not only that, but I finally decided what the topic of my English assessment would be. It would be about my trip to Australia when I was 9 years old. 

But enough stalling, here was what I wrote for my speech (The first paragraph):

Parents are what make life fun, besides friends. They help guide you through your journey on this earth. Mum, Dad, I hope you can forgive me for not realising this sooner. You were there when I took my first steps, heard my first word and met my first friend who continues to support me through this mixed up life of mine. I would like to thank you Amelia, on behalf of my parents. Sometimes I wish I could turn back time to where I screwed up. But I know that right now you are probably telling me to shut up and stop pointing out my flaws. I have shared some amazing memories with my parents, but if I listed all of them, we would still be here in 2050. So i'm going to share my personal favourites.

I couldn't keep going. Tears flowed freely down my face as I read and reread what I had just written. I hadn't realised just how much my parents meant to me until I wrote that. Wow, I thought, that really makes me feel like shit. I needed a break so I went to ask Aunt Hannah if she needed any help.  Before I even got out the door, Brandon wanted me to help him go through photos that Uncle Malcolm had in some of his photo albums.