Emily sighed sadly sitting up in her bed. She didn't want this day to happen and yet it was. Today was the day she'd be forced to bury her own parents. Something she didn't want to do for quite a few years.

She sighed heavily grabbing a black dress to slip on later. "Hey…." Darry said gently to her seeing her look at him sadly. She didn't speak at all and he couldn't blame her in the slightest. "Why don't you take a shower and get ready." Darry suggested gently getting a faint nod. She headed to the bathroom and quickly hopped in the shower. It was a rather cold shower and she'd be lying to herself if she didn't consider using the razor for other things.

She threw the razor out of the shower once done with it. Out of sight. Out of mind. She then got dressed and made her way back to the room to brush her hair. She had the brush in hand and had to stop herself from what she wanted to say. She had gotten so use to her mother doing her hair, that she wanted her mother to do it again. Sighing Emily settled for leaving her hair down and placing it back in a headband.

She then just sat on her bed not wanting to get up just yet. Emily honestly didn't want to go to a funeral in general. Especially not one made for her parents.

Darry glanced at the clock sighing. "We need to get going. Ponyboy think you can go get her." Darry asked his brother whom nodded some. He was her legal guardian after all. It didn't take him nearly as long as Darry to gain custody of them , than it was for Ponyboy to gain custody of Emily.

Ponyboy knocked on Emily's door and didn't get a response at all. He sighed some gently pushing the bedroom door open. Emily was on her bed , face in her knees.

"Emily?" Ponyboy asked softly to the rather quiet fourteen year old. She was clad in black like the rest of them were. "Hey…." Ponyboy said softly to her gently touching her shoulder some. She looked at him and had the most broken look on her face.

Her eyes were puffy red and she still had tear streaks going down her cheeks. "It'll be alright." Ponyboy said gently sounding a bit like his own brother had when their folks died. "How? The last memories I'll always have of them are of them arguing." Emily said sadly looking down.

"It'll be alright. Okay. Trust me. It takes time but soon enough it will be alright." Ponyboy said knowing perfectly well how Emily felt.

"I just wish my last memories of them were good ones. Not this." Emily said sadly rubbing at her eyes some. "Don't worry. It'll change." Ponyboy Told her gently helping her to stand up. He pulled her close and held her allowing her to cry into chest like she needed to. He rubbed her back soothingly and kissed the top of her head. He just held her until she was done crying and then let her go. He handed her a few tissues to wipe her eyes with and blow her nose with as well.

"Doing a little better now?" Ponyboy asked getting a faint nod from Emily. "Okay come on then." Ponyboy said gently to her.

The others glanced down the hallway seeing Ponyboy had successfully gotten Emily out of her room. "I really don't wanna do this." Emily said softly walking out with the others.

Once there, it was hard for Emily to get out of the car. "You Guys go ahead. I'll help her." Ponyboy said softly to the others. Darry nodded some making sure the others heading off with him. "Hey, are you doing alright?" Ponyboy asked her seeming to know she wasn't. "No. I don't wanna see the caskets. Is that bad?" Emily asked him sadly. "No. You don't have to see them. But you need to know, we will be there to catch you if you fall." Ponyboy said gently looking at her.

Emily nodded her head some following Ponyboy out.

She stayed back by him. It was one thing to see their wrecked car first hand, and to see their bodies covered in white sheets, but it was a totally different thing to see her parents in caskets. She sighed some listening to the preacher speak and say a prayer on her parents behave. "Miss Cade would you like to say anything on your parents behave?" The preacher asked gently with a smile. Emily shook her head no wide eyed at the preacher. He smiled in understandment and continued the prayer that everyone listened to. Everyone aside for Emily.

In her mind, if their was a god like everyone says there is, why did he take her parents from her? Wouldn't he have wanted her parents to live longer?

"Ready to go?" Ponyboy asked softly shaking Emily to snap her out of her daze. "Yeah….yeah I'm good." Emily said softly shaking her head some. She followed Ponyboy back to the truck and sat near him on the way back to his place.

She was rather silent as they entered the house and went straight to her room. "Emily….." Ponyboy said gently opening her bedroom door. She was laying on her bed facing the window. From where he stood he could clearly hear her crying. "Darry's making up some brunch for us to eat. You hungry?" Ponyboy asked gently. Emily looked over at him long enough to shake her head no before turning her back to him again.

Ponyboy sighed sadly walking closer and sat on her bed. "I know it's hard right now. But Emily you need to eat okay." Ponyboy said softly helping her to sit up. "I don't wanna eat right now though." Emily said sadly looking at him with such a broken look again. "I know. I was the same way when my folks died." Ponyboy said honestly.

"How'd you get over their deaths though?" "I had my brothers to help me. Just like you have us to help you." Ponyboy said softly. "Can you guys put the razors up." Emily asked shyly making Ponyboy look at her confused. "I...I almost used them to cut myself in the shower." Emily said head down in shame. "Yeah..yeah we can do that." Ponyboy said softly. He knew she was pretty depressed about her folks dying but he didn't know it was this bad.

"Emily you tell me if you ever feel like this again. Understand." Ponyboy said softly pushing some of Emily's hair behind her ear.

"Yeah okay." Emily said softly following Ponyboy back out to the kitchen. She sat in silence as she ate while the others looked to her. She then excused herself and headed back to her room. "Darry can you help me put the razors up. She said she almost cut herself with them in the shower this morning." Ponyboy said making Darry look at him shocked. "Yeah no issue." Darry said looking down the hallway to Emily's room sadly.

He shook his head some helping Ponyboy to put the razors up. Ponyboy then checked in on Emily finding her fast asleep with her shoes still on. He chuckled softly taking her shoes off of her and set them near her door. "Sweet dreams." Ponyboy said closing the door behind him and walking back out to the living room.