Funerals
"Eccendentesiast- Someone who only pretends to smile"
Blossom's POV
It was silent. All morning. Not a word had been spoken between me and Sin as we got ready.
Today were the funerals. They were going to be back at my old pack.
First we would have Acacia's
Then Micah and Raven.
We decided to bury her next to Micah
We couldn't exactly take her back home as Narissa was now dead too
Alexander wanted her close to him. But when we weighed up keeping her with us or letting her be with Micah. We chose the latter.
It was only right. They had such a short time together, it was right to put them together. For eternity.
"Ready?" Sin asked, I nodded, looking at myself in the mirror one last time.
The colour had drained from my face. From my eyes. I felt like a zombie, like I was just in a daze
I should never have had to bury my baby sister
Or my best friend.
And Sin... Sin had only just found his sister and she was gone
At least I had all of the sweet memories of Acacia. An entire life with her, growing up together joint at the hip
What did Sin have to remember Raven?
He never got the chance to bond with her
She never got to explore her wolf. Her mate
The thought of Acacia's mate only broke my heart even further
He wouldn't know. Not until he was 18. And even then, it would take many more years before he had the chance of a second mate.
If the moon goddess even grants him another
I didn't know how to picture Acacia's mate.
She was so carefree and confident that I had no clue who could match her level of energy.
But she was with me. Here. Tomorrow. Forever
She'd be with me. Today... today was about putting her to rest. Remembering my baby sister for the funny gorgeous person she was. Inside and out
So I adjusted the acacia flowers in my hair, and put on a brave face, standing to face Sin.
The flowers also graced the black dress I wore, we wanted to wear black out of respect, and the flowers for remembrance.
Blossom's Outfit
Sin looked so... void...
He was in a black suit, with an acacia flower displayed by his pocket.
Everyone was going to be wearing them. In honour of her.
When it comes to Raven and Micah's funeral. We were going to play some of Raven's music.
"You need anything. Space. Cry. Shout. Anything just tell me" he said, I nodded
"I know... thank you" I whispered, looking up at him with a sad smile
He pulled me in by the back of my head, planting a kiss against my forehead comfortingly.
We headed downstairs, ready to drive back to my old home.
The car ride was just as quiet, even Toby sat silently in the back, staring out the window whilst Alexander and Sophie sat holding hands, her head resting against his shoulder.
The pack looked exactly the same. Like... home. Except for the crowd of people stood in black. There had been many funerals over the last few days. For all the people we had lost that night. But Acacia had Alpha blood, so there were a lot more people here than usual. Many from other packs too. Coming to show their respect.
I had clocked Lindsay and Georgia. With Lacey stood by them. She had a bruised face and a blank expression, like she knew she had to keep quiet today.
I even saw Lincoln's family, his brother stood tall out of respect for the pack.
I wouldn't blame him for avoiding it though, we... we killed his brother. He knew the exact pain I was feeling right now and yet he stood here.
I had made a bee line for Warren the moment I laid eyes on him, taking the few moments in his arms to be vulnerable. To try and keep the tears in.
"The car will be round in a few minutes" I heard him say blankly.
I looked up, the emptiness in his eyes was undeniable. As the alpha he'd been at every funeral. Felt every pain of every pack member. Just like Alexander had for their pack.
And now he had to stand here and bury our sister.
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I felt Sin's hand squeeze mine slightly, anchoring me to the spot as I watched them lower the coffin into the ground.
I'd lost all control of tears hours ago
My face felt cold against the breeze as the tears flew down my cheeks.
I bent down, dropping my rose onto the lid.
A stabbing pain to my chest with every shovel of dirt that covered it.
She was gone. She was the only person I could tell everything. The one that would help me sneak out when me, Quinn and Micah wanted to hang out without Warren sending guards to get me back.
The one I'd practise makeup with and the one that would plait my hair before bed
She was my baby sister and yet she did so much for me. Supported me in everything.
I couldn't bare going back to the old house yet.
To have to see her room again. All her clothes. All her books. Photos.
"Come here baby, it's okay" Sin comforted, holding me against his chest in a warm hug
I couldn't control the sobbing that racked through me anymore
What do I do without her now?
She... she was the other half of me.
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"Do you want another one?" Sin asked, taking the teacup from my hands gently
I shook my head, my eyes stung. My head hurt from all the crying
"Please stop" I whispered
"Stop what?" He asked.
"Babying me. You should be upset too" I mumbled
"I am... but when you're upset I need to look after you" he said
"And when you're upset?" I asked
He looked at me, his eyes searching mine for a moment.
"I'm fine" he dismissed
"Sin" I said softly, taking his hand in mine, leaning our foreheads together
"Just... let it out. Today of all days" I said quietly, raising my head when Toby walked in.
"You two ready?" He asked, we nodded
I walked outside Warren's house, leaving Sin with his parents for a moment when I had spotted Micah's parents.
Frank and Ray weren't Micah's biological parents... but they had raised him. And anybody could see just by looking at them that they were distraught over this. Nobody should ever have to lose a child. Then to add salt into the wound, they had to bury their son's mate too.
"Hey" I said simply, hugging the both of them as Quinn came up beside me with Sawyer.
"Blossom... Quinn..." Frank smiled sadly
"How are you doing?" Quinn asked
"As good as we can be..." Ray said softly
"We just have to refrain from crying. As soon as we cry... Layla will. And we don't want to make her upset" he continued.
I looked behind them, seeing Micah's little sister Laila stood with Frank's mother
She was only 8, so young and having to go through all this.
"We'll see you by the car, I want to have a word with Raven's father" Frank said, I nodded.
I felt Sin coming up behind me, his hand slipping into mine as he began to speak.
"I'm sorry that he hasn't been very involved. He's tried. But he's had quite a few back at our own pack. And... with Blossom's attack and me disappearing and the grief..."
"It's okay boy" Ray said
"Grief takes everyone in different ways, we just wanted to confirm some of the poems that will be read" Frank said, Sin nodded.
Alexander had took Raven's death... hard.
He had missed her whole life. And now he didn't have any time to get to know his daughter.
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I sat there. Hand in Sin's, rubbing my thumb back and forth softly as we listened to the violin play above us.
Hearing Raven's soft melody was bitter sweet. It was glorious, smooth. And yet a painful reminder that she was gone.
And when Frank got up to read a poem, I lost control of my emotions all over again.
Crying my eyes out silently as I watched Frank painfully read his words. Ray sat with Laila crying into his chest.
Sin's POV
The stray tears rolling down my cheeks were the only things I felt.
The rest of my body was numb. Stiff. But the path trailing down my face was so painfully aware to me as we sat the front of the church.
Blossom was in tears. Practically sobbing when we had to make our way outside for the burials.
She looked so frail and drained... her eyes void of any light, her skin paled and cheeks red from crying.
I couldn't imagine the pain she had been through today.
She had lost a best friend and a sister. She had felt the loss from both packs and then been stabbed.
I felt drained too
I felt broken. Ruined.
My sister...
The sister I knew nothing about. The sister that was stolen from me.
The sister I barely had the chance to bond with.
Bloss leant her head against my upper arm as I led us outside.
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Standing by the graves... I felt nothing but sadness. Utter regret and sadness for my sister. For her mate. For my Bloss. For her sister
For every pack member that laid down their lives that night.
"Sin" Blossom said hesitantly, nodding over to a nearby tree as everyone began walking back to the church. I looked up, and there she was.
Asteria. Dressed in dark clothes and shadowed under the tree away from prying eyes
I felt my whole body tense up. Why the fuck was she here now?
"Sin" Blossom said again, I could hear the nervousness in her voice. But I wasn't going to start anything. Not today.
We made our way over to her.
"Why are you here?" I asked immediately
She barely battered an eyelid
"I am sorry for your loss" she said calmly
"Thank yo-"
"I don't need your sorrys, why are you here?" I interrupted Bloss, drawing her into me closer.
"I need a decision. Hell doesn't run itself" Asteria said
"I thought you were in charge while he decided" Blossom said
"Yes. But I'm old. I'm tired. And I've never run a kingdom before. You killed Lucian, so now you need to take responsibility" she said.
"I'm already taking responsibility! With my own fucking kingdom" I snapped
"Sin" Blossom said, rubbing my arm softly as she looked back at the people leaving
I tried to calm down. I shouldn't be shouting. Not now.
Same reason she shouldn't fucking be here.
"Leave" I said simply
"Then give me an answer" she said
"The answer..." I stopped my outburst. Lowering my voice
"The answer... is no" I said sternly.
"That's not the answer I need" she said, crossing her arms
"And what? You going to appear every day till I say yes?" I asked irritated
"If need be. This is the way of fate child, if you killed him, you're meant to be king" she said.
"Hierarchy isn't determined through death" I said
"It is. When it comes to hell, it's fight or die" she said
"Then throw your best shot" I gritted out, turning around and pulling Blossom with me as I left.
"She won't go away Sin" Blossom mumbled into the silence
"She'll have to... eventually" I said
"So you won't even consider it?" She asked as I tugged her along.
"What's there to consider?" I asked, stopping us in our tracks.
"I don't know baby you just..." she sighed, avoiding my eye sight for a moment
"You... you killed someone Sin. You do need to do something about it. You can't just leave them all to fend for themselves" she said
"Why not?" I asked
"Because you killed their leader... and because that world... no matter how... different it was. It was Raven's world" she explained.
I didn't know what to say. She was right.
She was always right. I did do this
I caused all of this. And it was Raven's world.
For so long. It's who she was.
And I was so ready to dismiss it. To dismiss her.
I wasn't there when she needed me. We weren't there when Acacia needed Blossom
When our pack needed us. All because of Lincoln
But we could be there now. We could care for Raven's people.
I just didn't know if I could do it.
Step forward to be the king of hell? When I'm already set to rule over our kingdom of wolves?
"Just... think about it. You still don't have to say yes, I just don't think you should dismiss her so quickly. She's clearly struggling" Blossom added gently
I offered her a sad smile, and pulled her in to kiss the top of her head.
"You know... for once... you could just let me act irrationally... without knocking sense into me all the time" I grumbled at the end
She giggled slightly
"But if I let you act irrationally then what's the point of me?" She smiled sadly.
"Baby you... are the point of everything" I sighed, hugging her small figure
She was my rock today. Just like she is everyday. Situations like this. They only show you how precious life really is
Even in grief... she managed to guide me in what to do.
And I loved her for it. So fucking much.
So I'm really considering a mini book about Raven and Micah. They were just so cute and had so much potential and life doesn't always end after death. What do y'all think 🤔
This was a looong one 😰
Also realised I had never provided my image for how I pictured Asteria, so here... 🙃if you wish to picture her your own way then feel free to skip this part.
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~ Meryl Streep ~
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