↣ Chapter 2 ↣

It's the end of the school day and Allison is picking me up for Kate's funeral. I know that she killed an entire family but she was still my aunt and I feel like I should mourn her even if she was a monster.

Once Allison arrives we sit in silence in her car which is strange because we always make small talk or have lengthy discussions about nothing of importance.

Aunt Kate was always closer to Allison then she was with me and I have no idea why.

When we get out of the car I see photographers and press behind a barrier, my aunt cased quite a bit of drama in this town. I reach my hand down and grab hold of Allison's hand, she gives my hand a soft squeeze.

Allison brings me close to her as we start to walk towards our parents, I try to avoid eye contact with the journalists and the press and they shout out mine and Allison's names. Sheriff Stilinski is at the barrier trying to hold them back.

Once we join our parents, my mother and father placed us in between them, Allison on mums side and me on dads. I guess I was always closer to dad then to my mother.

"I knew this was a bad idea" my father said glancing at my mother's as we walked towards the seats placed in front of Aunt Kate's coffin.

"It wasn't my idea" my mother shakes her head as she draws Allison closer to her. My father doing the same to me.

"I tried telling him, but he insisted on making a point of it" Dad looked off into the crowd of press

"Well if he insisted then he can deal with it when he gets here!"

What are they talking about I thought, who is coming here?

"When who gets here?" Allison asked

Mother ignored her question with a sigh "just sit down sweetheart" she directs us towards the chairs that were set out for us.

I take my seat next to Allison and she grabs my hand giving it a tight squeeze before settling it in her lap.

Suddenly the crowd of press goes quiet and everyone directs their attention towards a familiar elderly man dressed in a black suit. He grabs a boy's camera and yanks it off of him.

"This looks expensive" the elderly man says to the young boy.

"Yeah nine hundred bucks!" the young boy says back to him in an annoyed tone.

"And how expensive was this" he holds up the cameras memory card in front of the young boys face and crushes it between his fingers before letting it drop to the ground. He hands the camera back to the boy and makes his way towards us.

He walks in front of my dad "Christopher" he says before giving my father a hug my father replies with "Gerard"

He moves on to my mother who tells him she is sorry.

He stands in front of Allison and me.

"Do you remember me?" he asks Allison and I give a small nod "considering I haven't seen you since you were four and Olivia was one I don't suppose you would call me grandpa, so if it's comfortable you can call me Gerard for the time being" he gives us an unsettling smile "but I prefer grandpa"

He takes a seat next to me and I see Allison looking off into the graveyard, I follow her line of sight and I see Scott and Stiles hiding behind an old monument I give them a smile and Stiles waves at me. I look away but when I look back I see Scott and Stiles getting grabbed by the sheriff and I look away to hide my amused smile.

I'm glad that Allison has someone like Scott to help get her though this.