(AN I've had a request to make this chapter good and long… lmao… and that is why I love my friends… always being perverts with me :D)

Chapter Four: The Funeral

… (August 11th)

Who would've thought that I would be standing at yet another funeral for yet another person that I considered one of my own parents?

I sure as hell didn't.

The tears were falling down my face and I was barely holding back my sobs.

We were standing around the grave, only myself, the girls, and Embry and Brady were left.

Jack had succumbed to the sobs long ago and was currently crying her heart out into Embry's chest, who had silent tears running down his face.

Will was standing there, red-eyed, with tear stains on her face. Jeeves was dry eyed and standing there stoically, she had learned to hide her emotions a long time ago.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and I let a sob escape. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

Brady.

I turn and buried my face into his chest as he wrapped his arms around me.

I don't know how long we all stood there.

The next thing I know, we're back at Jayman's house and she's pulled out the booze.

… (August 12th)

Thud

What the hell was that and why the hell does my head hurt so damn much?

Thud

God dammit! What ever that is, it needs to fucking stop!

I open my eyes only to quickly close them again. There's a bright light, and bright lights should go and fuck themselves!

I groan and roll over onto something solid and warm.

I peek out of half-closed eyes to see that I'm lying on the floor, and that the warm, solid thing I rolled into was a half-naked Brady.

The former night started to come back to me.

(AN And this is where I planned to end it. Be thankful I deemed it too short!)

When Jayman had brought out the booze, I automatically grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels and began working my way through it. Things from there get kind of fuzzy but I remember sharing a bottle of vodka with Brady. Well at least I know why my head hurts. Fucking hangover. I force myself to sit up and look around. My head is killing me and my whole body ached. I groaned and finally focused on what I was seeing. We were alone, lying on the floor of the game room. How the hell did we get here?

It took me a minute but then I figured out what happened to Brady's shirt. I was wearing it.

Well fuck.

I mean, I'm not a virgin, but I met this guy two days ago. Hell, I don't even remember his last name. Shit. I mean… fuck… Fuller… his last name's Fuller. Okay… well… I still met him two days ago.

Think… shit. I can't remember. Okay, look at the facts… you have a man's shirt on. But under the shirt… Okay panties and a bra… but who knows… drunk people do weird things, maybe I put them back on. Maybe I never even bothered taking them off.

Okay… Brady… he's shirtless. Damn… and he has a six pack… no… not what you should be thinking about. Okay… He has pants on, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. My whole body aches but that could be from anything.

Alright. Until I'm told otherwise, I did not have sex last night.

Thud

What the fuck?

Thud

Brady sat up quickly and groaned. "What is that noise?"

Thud

"I don't know, but it needs to stop." I growled out. I look over to Brady to see him staring at me. "What?" I ask self consciously.

"You look good in my clothes." He said after a while, still staring.

Oh-Kay…

Thud

Mother fucker!

Brady groaned again, "I guess we should find out what that sound is."

"It sounds like it's coming from outside." I said, slowly heading towards the window.

I look outside and I can't hold back the laughter. Will is standing outside with a crowbar, hitting the side of the house.

Thud

I slide down the wall, still laughing. The laughter hurts my head but I really can't stop. What is she doing?

Brady stands and walks over to the window and starts laughing as well. "What is she doing?" He asks me.

"I don't have the slightest idea. Maybe we should ask."

Thud

"Yeah…" He starts, "But then would either have to shout or go down there and neither of those sound like a good idea. We'll just have to find out later."

"Sounds good to me." I respond.

He slides down the wall next to me.

"Do you remember what happened last night? Or, more specifically, why I'm wearing your shirt?" I finally ask.

"I don't remember all of last night… but you're wearing my shirt because you spilt rum on your clothes, took them off, and then said you were cold. So I gave you my shirt. But don't bother thanking me, you did that then. You jumped on me and hugged me and sang 'Thank you Brady, thank you. How will I ever repay you?'" He finished in a high pitched, mocking voice.

Oh. My. God. I did not.

Thud

"You are lying!" I said, hoping he was.

"I wish… nope… you really did that. But I don't know how we got in here…"

"Oh god." I said, hiding my face in my hands. "This is so embarrassing. No one should ever be around me when I get drunk."

"Don't worry. It was cute."

"Yeah… cute…" Cute, my ever-loving ass.

Thud

The door opened and I looked up.

"Hey Embry." I said to Embry who was standing in the doorway with his face screwed up in pain.

"What the hell is that noise?" He asked.

"Will's outside hitting the side of the house with a crowbar."

"Why?"

"Good question." I answered him. Well… sort of answered.

"We should probably go find out." Brady said standing up.

"Yeah," I said, getting up and following Embry and Brady downstairs. I headed to the front door and went outside, "What are you doing?" I ask Will.

"Trying to get someone's attention. I was locked out." Will muttered, standing up.

I snicker, leading her back inside.

I sit on the couch next to Brady, "So... Jack still passed out?"

"No," Embry answered, "Jack and Jeeves didn't even get drunk. Jack didn't drink at all and Jeeves definitely isn't a light weight."

"No, she's about as tolerant as I am… But then again, I drank a lot. And I hadn't eaten…" I defended when Embry gave me a funny look. "So when do you three have to head back to Washington?" I asked, changing the subject.

"We can stay two more weeks." Embry answered, giving Brady a pointed look.

Hmm…"What was that look about?" I asked.

"What look?" Embry said innocently.

I let out an agitated sigh, "Never mind."

… *ONE WEEK LATER*

I was laying outside under the hot Texas sun soaking in the heat that would be slowly leaving us over the next few months when Jack walked outside and sat next to me.

She took a deep breath, "I have a problem."

(AN Do you hate me? Lmao… okay so if you missed the memo, I have a new website offering information and pics about this story. The link is on my profile in two, that's right, two! Different places.

Thank you all for reading and thank you, ever wonderful korlee, for reviewing. You're awesomeness gives me hope. :D lmao

Thanks to my beta, ImmortalDreaming,

thanks to my family and and and and okay I'll stop now…

It might be a while before the next update; school starts tomorrow and I still need to do all of my homework :( )