A couple days later we all went to the funeral. I was wearing a black lace dress with black flats. I drove with Kyle to the church. People that I didn't even know came up to me said I'm sorry for your loss, she was a great women etc. Then the priest called me up to talk about my mom
"Well I was pretty close to my mom I mean we tolled each other everything and I'm really going to miss her" I began to cry but still went on telling stories about her life and then me and Kyle sung a song for her.
After the funeral we went to the cemetery and buried her we had a dinner at my house with only close friends and family.
Kyle's family came by Kyle's twin sister Charlotte made us a cake.
"Are you ok?" she asked
"Yeah" I lied
Me and Kyle went up to my room I cried into his chest for what seemed like hours. I sat up and looked into his eyes he was prefect. Oh no I can't do this I can't fall in love with Kyle he was my best friend I couldn't ruin that.
"I miss her"
"I'm so sorry Ana"
He slept at my house that night my head on his chest an right as I was about to go to sleep, I thought to myself I really did love him