December 12, 2006
CPOV-
The ground was covered in white. The snow just settled down a bit, with little sprinkles. I was holding flowers looking down at tomb stone sticking out of the ground. People were leaving; walking back to the front of the Catholic Church in sadness. Just I stood still looking down with my eyes closed. The snow fell on my head and shoulders. Silences filled the air. Tell I felt a hand on my shoulders and a voice, which brook the silence all around me and how I though o my sadness.
"Chad," I open my eyes slowly and looked at Blondie.
I know I shouldn't call Twain Blondie, since I'm blonde to, but that fit her. Blondie pulled me into a hug, which I returned, "it's going to be okay," she said leaving our hug. I stock one gland at the stone, my eyes watered up and the last thing I saw clearly was 'R.I.P'
a concern look came upon Blondie's face. I turned my head to the stone and grinned teeth.
"I'm going leave get out of these town," I took one more look at the stoned turned my body, but not my head, so I could take in all the sight of the stone and walked away, leaving Blondie standing in the same spot her hand dropped when I walked away from her, and her face expression got more upset.
I walked to my car with the snow still silently snowing everywhere. I put my hands in my pocket of my winter coat and walked along the side of the church. The group of people I thought that leaved was standing in front of the church talking quietly. I stopped, turned my head, yet again, not turning my body, I looked at the small group of three people left over from the funeral. All but one turned and looked at me, while the other person looked at me for a second, put her head down and closed her eyes. The two boys that turned around walked over to me; one with pale skin and one with chocolate skin. I used to call them Cloudy and Rain because they went with the name Sonny, but I would never calls them that again.
When they reach me, the two boys stopped, and I turned my body to face them.
"Hey," Nico said.
I looked at both of them and replied with, "Hey," Nico looked at Grady and put his hands in his pockets and looked me.
"I'm sorry," Grady said to me.
"No, nothing was your fault," I whispered to Grady.
Nico slapped my arm slightly saying, "It okay man," Both Grady and Nico walked away from me and out to the street, and to Nico's dark blue truck, that was covered in white snow now.
I looked back in front of me, and Sonny's mother came up to me. Her eyes were puffed up, from crying and still filled with water. She put her hand on my legged arm. She tried to smile at me, but nothing appeared but a frown.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Munroe," I tried to speak out, which came out crackly.
I couldn't cry in front of her mother, even if I lost control back there with Blondie. Tears rolled down her face and said, "Me too Chad," she sniffed and walked away. I stood in the same spot and though about when I first meet Sonny for the first time. Everyone was about gone except for Sonny's grandma, her father, her older brother Jake and Twain.
I started walking to my black sports car. I took out the keys unlocked the car, open the door and step inside. I set in my seat for a few second looking at the church. I grabbed my seatbelt, locked it, put the key and fired up the engine.
When I drove by the church I found Twain standing where I just stood minutes ago looking at me with her mouth slightly open, missing with her scarf. I drove by her, and Ignoring her. Five minutes later I arrived in one of the main town of Wisconsin. I drove into a parking lot, parked stepped out of the car, slammed the door and walked through the dark tunnel filled with cars.
I unbuttoned my buttons on my suet and walked fast to the side walk leading up to the Hotel I was staying at. I went so fast my suit was flying through the air. When I reached the outside, the snow was still falling into the sky.
I ran into the hotel front entrance and to the elevator. I pushed the button 6 and up the elevator went. I watched the screen that showed what floor you were on. The numbers changed. 3...4...5. My face turned red and sweetie and my used to be perfect hair turned into a mess, and it looked wet.
Finally the number hit 6. The elevator stopped and the doors open. I walked out into the hallway and to my hotel room. I pulled out the key for the room 406. A green light shined saying it accepted the key. I open the door faster than you could say Chad Dylan Cooper. The door slammed against the wall.
I grabbed the Side of the door and slammed it. The room moved a bit by the slam. I stood in the entrance, looking still horrible as ever. I looked to my left to find the bathroom door open leaving the bathroom dark. I could see little part of the mirror and a little light shine from the light in the room, reflecting to the mirror. I turned my head back to my little room.
I walked through the mini hallway, breathing hard. I put my hand on the counter giving myself support. I looked at my suitcase sitting on a chair. I walked over to the chair, unzipped the suitcase, open it up reveling everything I had of Sonny. A picture, a DVD set of every 'So Random!' episode she was on, and an invitation to the funeral. I grabbed the invitation as read it again for the fourth time today. At the top it was typed:
'Allison Munroe' In the middle of the page said: 'Tuesday, December 12, 2006; 12:00pm at St. Paul's Catholic Church.'
I looked at the window to the side of me. The snow still fell on the ground. I turned m head more, lifting my eyes winder and looked behind me to read the clock; 4:30. Dropping the invitation back down into my suitcase I walked over to the window, stopped and looked outside at the why'd that seemed to cover all over the city.
After about five minutes grabbed everything I had and headed down to the checkout desk. Thinking of a checkout desk didn't help much because of the 'Check-it-out girls' sketch Blondie and Sonny was in. When I finished checking out I walked to my car, threw the suitcase in the car and drove off, peeling out of the parking lot. I started to think of the day I found out about Sonny.