Jade
When someone you love dies, it takes its toll on you. People say they mourn for the deceased but really it's all just a ploy to make you think higher of them. In reality they mourn for themselves, for their own loss, not that of a slowly rotting bag of flesh and bones.
She'd probably correct me for saying that.
Something about loving everything and everybody's important, or some such nonsense.
I mean, she was Tori, lover of all things good and fluffy, and aggravating beyond measure when she had a "plan"...but she was Tori, and I loved her.
We loved her.
She wouldn't want me saying that.
She'd say some more nonsense about how just because someone dies you don't stop loving them, and their spirit will live on blah blah blah, this isn't fucking Christmas Vega...
That's what I used to call her.
"Jade? Jadey?"
She never had a nickname for me...
"Jadey?!" Right. Cat. Funeral. Tori. Dead. Speech. Fuck.
The podium seems so far away, I'm sure they won't mind if I just melt into the seat until the reception...but I can't to that to her, or to Cat.
" So, uhm Tori was really cool" this is the speech I've prepped for the girl who loved me unconditionally? Who didnt care if I treated her like dirt? "She always seemed to put everyone else ahead of her" ya because nobody here knew that already.
"uh, there was no day that she wouldn't get up at two in the morning to go find where cat had run off to" random much?
"Uhm..." Oh no, here it comes I knew I missed her but I never would have expected this...
To anyone except the girl in the coffin to her left, and the little red head in the front row, the sight of Jade west crying, was, to say the least, a thing only dreamed about. It didn't happen, and if it did, the chances of the sky falling increased tenfold before the salty droplets hit the floor.
But to Jade West that didnt matter, because her entire world had already caved in anyways.
I'd like to say that I mourn for her, but that would be a lie...and she'd hate that.