The Payne Legacy
Déjà vu
Dedicated to myself because I deserve a little bit of appreciation. I love Liam Payne.
"This is really sad, I feel really… bad." I looked at Reeve who sat next to me. "Why? You've been to funerals before." Right. This was Zayn Malik's funeral. I had been to the funeral of the guy who used to work at the bar. He used to give me free lemon ice teas. I missed that guy.
"I have… I don't know. I just feel guilty because it's my fault we even landed on that island." He turned his head and actually really looked at me for the first time all day. I saw his eyes glitter and I was shocked. Had Sargent Reeve Bronson actually cried?
"How so?" I shrugged. I didn't exactly like the memories of the past ordeals. "You know what that vamp said. I am some kind of 'saviour'. I don't exactly feel like one. I don't believe him."
Reeve chuckled. "Good." I actually felt a little taken aback. "What? You don't think I have what it takes to be a saviour?" He shook his head. "I don't think there is anything in the world like a saviour. I believe everyone choses their own path and you save yourself."
"Good point." The sad funeral music started playing and I heard women cry. Jaihne sat in the front row and she looked heartbroken. She probably was.
"I hate this." Hmph. "You don't believe in honouring people after the die too?" He looked uncomfortable. "No I just don't like the vibe. Way to depressing." "Did you think funerals were joyful?"
He rolled his eyes then we both looked at the coffin. Ew. I couldn't stand it any longer. "When you see Liam tell him I left, I feel sick." I stood up and walked away from my seat and when to go stand outside.
I had fortunately not made a big noise by stepping out the church but some people did stare at me. All the boys including Liam, Niall, Justin, Harry, Louis and Dave sat in the front along with Jaihne. I couldn't help but feel a more guilty.
Some hobos were staring at me. And I went to go sit in my car. Out of the corner of my eye I saw three men entering the church. Maybe they were Zayn's relatives? Meh.
I turned on my phone and started texting. I felt a little anxious as the last man disappeared into the church. I let it go and went back to my phone.
Then I heard a boom.
"Oh god not again."
I jumped out the car and ran into the church. Then I started kicking some terrorist ass.
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