Okay, so I told you I'd update this story pretty quick. You doubted me didn't you; well whatever hah so now read my story and enjoy it. I know we haven't gotten any smut but in due time my little ducklings all in due time. Now without further ado here is my story. Enjoy!

The warm summer breeze that flowed through my open window woke me up. I was curled up beside the open window in my room. I slowly stood up and cracked all my bones that had become stiff from me sleeping in such an awkward position. Yawning I open the old oak wardrobe and find my black dress for the funeral today. My sweet cousin Wendy was brutally murdered in bed a month ago and I now slept in her old room. Since there wasn't much left of her body Mrs. Darling wanted her body to be cremated so we are having the funeral today. I sat in front of the oval mirror and braided my long blonde hair into a simple French braid. Once I was dressed and looked appropriate I go downstairs to the welcoming smell of Mrs. Darling's bacon and eggs. My parents were in a car crash so I was living with the Darlings. I was at a friend's house the night Wendy was murdered. Since then I never leave the house and Mrs. Darling has started to treat me like I was Wendy.

"Good morning Emmy, would you like some eggs and bacon; oh we have some orange juice on the table for you. Are the boys awake yet?" I shake my head and grab a piece of bacon and go back upstairs to wake up Michael and John. I knock on their door, slowly open it to see that both boys are already awake, and pretending to have a sword fight again. I laugh as Nana, the dog, runs out of the room with her tail tucked in between her legs.

"Boys, it's time to come on downstairs. Mrs. Darling made eggs and bacon for us!" The boys immediately stop and run out of the room to get the food. I eat the rest of the bacon in my hand and go back downstairs to sit down at the table. I pile some scrambled eggs, two pieces of bacon, and one biscuit onto my plate. I then pour myself a cup of orange juice and take a sip. As the boys settle down I help them get their food on their plate and wait for Mrs. Darling to come sit down with her usual cup of tea. Once everyone is at the table we all start to eat.

"Emmy, do you want to play with Michael and me after the funeral?" John asks as he pushes his glasses up on his face.

"Yeah please, Emmy! Can we play treasure hunt again?" Michael jumps up and down in his chair with his stuffed bear bouncing after him.

"I don't see why not," I look over at Mrs. Darling who has a small smile on her face, "we can play treasure hunt." I laugh as both boys' faces light up and they hurry to finish eating to prepare the map for our game. I hear Mrs. Darling chuckle for the first time in a while and I look over at her.

"Mrs. Darling, do you want some help cleaning up breakfast?" I say after I finish munching on a piece of bacon.

"Oh thank you Emily that would be wonderful." She sighs as I start picking up everyone's plates and carry them to the sink so I can start washing them.

At ten o'clock sharp everyone is at the church sitting in the pews looking at an old picture of Wendy who is playing in the leaves without a care in the world. I took that picture; I remember how she laughed and how carefree she was. Next to the picture of her sat her urn which was dull silver with pretty swirls that reminded me of snakes. After the preacher said some wonderful words about Wendy we all went home to the after party at the house. I hid a couple of coins for Michael and John to find and sent them and a few of their friends on their way to find the gold coins. A few of the guests said they will always remember Wendy's smile I nodded and smiled. When I looked over I saw Mrs. Darling quietly sobbing in a corner I felt tears build up in my own eyes. I quickly excused myself from the party and went up to my room. Looking in that same oval mirror I remembered how I would braid Wendy's soft brown hair and how she would do my makeup I started to cry. Dashing to the window I threw it open and took a deep breath of the cool summer night's air. After a few moments I calmed down and wiped my tears. I curled up next to the window again and looked up at the stars. I hummed the song that Wendy would always hum to me when I couldn't sleep. Moments later I fell asleep picturing a boy carrying me to bed and tucking me in while he hummed that same song to me.

Ooohh, I know another cliff hanger but you guys know me. I love a good cliff hanger that keeps me wanting more. However, I feel as if I could've kept going with this chapter, but you know whatever. I think you guys will live. I'll be updating again soon. I'm not sure just how soon yet. I'm not running out of creative juice with this story yet. Knock on wood haha anyway till next time my loves.