After 2 weeks we had the funeral and Cam, and Ari flew in for it. Brent and Lexi didn't come though, I don't really care though.
It felt so good to see Cameron I missed him so much. When he came to stay at my house I ran into his arms and never wanted to leave because for the first time in a long time, I felt safe.
"Hey beautiful." He said, like always.
I cried in his arms for a long long time and he sat down on the bed so I could cry. He laid down with me so I could cry and he let me cry and cry all I wanted. It felt so good to feel home again.
The next day we had the funeral, I wore a black straight dress and black sandals.
First we had the viewing and then the closed casket service. Matt came for the funeral and so did Jack.
I didn't want to have to see Michael because he and Ali had a strange bond. I knew he wouldn't take this well.
Finally after the service was over we left and went home. I went over to Cam's house and cried in his arms all over again.
The next day was the same thing. And the whole week after that. But the week after that was even worse. Cam had to go back to California and I had to cry to myself instead. Could life be any worse?
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My Life
FanfictionCourtney and Aria are seniors in high school and are excited for the year of their lives. They think they have it all figured out, but do they? When Aria decides to move out to California will Courtney go with her? Read my book to find out as all th...
