Artemis the first's POV
the mohagany coffin was slowly lowered in the ground. Arty... i choked on oxygen at the thought of his name. curse that pixie. fat tears were rolling down my face. my wife standing at my side for the first time in weeks. she had spent her time in the attic, doing what i don't know. myles was silent, not saying a word in the total ordeal. beckett was following in his brothers prisute, not sure what to do in this situation. what he did for us...
i tried not to think of all he did for everyone. so genorous, so kind... and had to go through so much at such a young age. he was a saint, he really was. we miss you, arty. i prayed, we miss you so much... i- i love you. be well. at that very moment i looked around my broken family and realized how much he kept us together. how he fixed us, and made everything better. he gave so much up for us, even the extent of his own life... and all in fifteen short. those fifteen short years he did more than i would in my entire life... in fact, more than anyone in their lives. i bit my lip. why him?
alright! i felt SO guilty for not updating! here it is! i'll probably not update for... three weeks? life has been keeping me busy. i am always on my feet! i have postponed my biggest fic, so i'll have time for this! yay! and i know this is SUPER short,sorry. but i know what you are thinking (i am sykik, or whatever that word is that means i can read minds.) ' i don't want i stupid chapter, i want cookies!'
(::) (::) (::) (::) i came prepared, you will get more if you review!
over and out,
swdbrnno2
