Sorry this chapter took so long. Really it only took my three days to write but I had been putting it off for a while. Im almost finished writing my other story so I'll have more time for this one. Please review.
Chapter 7- Funeral
ANGELETT'S POV
When I got home Missy was there to greet me with a smile.
"Hey Angel! You hungry?" She asked, happily.
"Nope." I tried walking past her but she kept getting in front of me.
"Oh come on! You know you need to eat." She looked at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Whatever. Fine. Feed me." I muttered, following behind her, as she bounded into the kitchen.
She always had to be happy. I followed behind her into the kitchen and plopped down on one of the bar stools at the island. She put a plate of food in front of me and I began eating.
"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" Missy asked, trying to make conversation, as she sat on the stool across from me with a plate of food.
I rolled my eyes and propped my elbows up on the table so my chin could rest in my hands. Once again, I wasn't in the mood for her cheerfulness.
"Must you always be so nosey?" I muttered, looking down at my plate.
"I only want to talk, Angel." Missy murmured.
"I'm going to Hikaru's Funeral."
It got quiet for a long time.
I didn't eat but Missy did. The only sound filling the room was Missy's chopsticks occasionally hitting her plate.
"You know Angel…" Missy began than paused.
"Tell me Missy." I said quietly.
She looked me in the eyes and I raised one eyebrow. She was obviously nervous. I stared at her, waiting. Her cheeks slowly flushed a light pink.
"You have to let this go Angel. You did not kill your parents or Danny or Lily." She said.
My face merged into a grimace.
"It wasn't your fault. You need to stop being so hateful and start acting like you used to. You used to be fun. You used to smile, and laugh and make other people happy. Now wherever you go a depressing aura follows you. You need to put the past behind you. It's been a year in a half." Her face was serious yet unhappy.
"I see." I slid off of the bar stool and turned away from her.
Tears welled up in my eyes and threatened to spill over my cheeks.
"Tell me Missy, do you remember the sorrow you felt when your sister died?" I asked emotionless.
I heard her gasp quietly.
"It causes you pain to remember. Doesn't it? Now take that pain and intensify it by three times. One for each of the people I killed. Or the way you see it, I didn't kill them. Even so that's for people who died on me. Who left me. Lily, Danny, mom, dad." I began walking slowly towards the stairs.
"I'd still be able to get over it, Angel." Missy challenged.
I stopped walking but didn't turn around to meet her eyes.
"Really Missy? Are you sure of that?"
I began walking again. Once I got to my room, away from Missy. I let the tears slide down my cheeks.
I felt bad for using Missy's sister against her but I felt I had to.
I remember when it happened. We were ten years old. Missy and her sister, Lucy were amazingly close just like me and my twins. Missy, Lucy, Danny, Lily and I were playing baseball in a field during hunting season. Our parents allowed us out in the field only because they didn't know it was hunting season. We always tried to be careful. The ball went in the woods and without thinking Lucy ran after it. A hunter though she was a deer and shot her. She was dead instantly. She felt no pain. It took Missy a while to get over it. Her parents still haven't gotten over it. After Lucy's death, they split up and still grieve today. Two years after Lucy's death, Missy asked if she could be one of my families maids.
She couldn't take her parents fighting and transporting her back in forth between houses. She's been with me even sense.
I flopped down on my bed and screamed into my pillow.
"Get up Angel! Hikaru's funeral is today!" Missy called as she opened my bedroom curtains to let in the sun. The sun just about blinded me as I opened my eyes. "Get ready. Do you want a limo?" She asked politely.
"No I'll drive."
"Very well." She murmured exiting my room and shutting the door behind her.
I sat up and bed and rubbed my eyes. Immediately my mind began to race.
I wonder how Kaoru is doing? I hope he's good. Though he probably isn't.
After flinging the covers back I stepped out from my bed to stretch. I walked over to my closet and opened the door. I pushed back my clothes to revile a second rack in the back of my closet. This rack was entirely dedicated to dresses. There was three black dresses I thought would be appropriate for today. I took one down off the rack and held it out in front of me.
It had large elegant baggy sleeves that hung down to my elbows and a v- neck. I slid out of my nightshirt and clipped on a bra and finally pulled the dress on over my head. The skirt of it flowed down to my knees. At the point of the v-neck slip there was a small broach encrusted with little diamonds.
Lily received this on our birthday. I got a matching white one. Both of the dresses were the only dresses saved from the fire. Lily only wore it once. It was to a party when one of our father's friends turned forty. I had worn my white one.
"Thanks Lily." I murmured looking down at the dress that fit me perfectly.
I walked over and sat down at my vanity. After brushing threw my hair and swiping some mascara I was ready to leave. I walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs. Missy said nothing to me as I ignored the food on the table she had made for me.
"I put out your little black heels by the door." Missy announced as she showed a spoonful of cereal in her mouth.
"Thank you Missy. And…." I debated if I should really say what I was thinking. "Im sorry about last night."
I turned away from her and walked to the door.
"The garage is open!" Missy called after me.
"Thanks."
I slid on my little strapy black heels and walked out of the door. As I walked out in front of the garage and turned to look at my car a smile spread across my face. An actual happy smile. My white Ferrari F430. Stared back at me.
It's been a while sense I've driven it. A giggle slipped from my lips as I remembered receiving it for my 16th birthday. The last birthday I had before…
I shook my head trying to get rid of the depressing thought. Mom and dad had gotten me a Ferrari, Danny a black 2008 Aston Martin AMV10, and Lily a light blue 2008 Corvette.
After hopping in the car and turning the key, I revved the engine a few times, letting my smile widen. I put the car in drive and sped out of the driveway. Once I was on the road I let my foot ease up on the gas pedal and drove at the speed limit.
The wide smile on my face quickly vanished as I realized where I was headed. The Funeral home. I gasped and slammed on the breaks. It's a good thing no one was behind me or I would have caused a major accident.
Would I really be able to go the funeral home? Would I be able to walk in threw that door with out having a break down and bursting into tears? What would that do to Kaoru? No I had to go… I promised.
I let my foot advance on the gas pedal once again and the car began to move. My breathing began to become uneven.
"Oh not now Angelett!" I hissed. "Get a hold of your self! You promised!"
As I drove I worked to get my breathing under control. I tired to focus on things like the scenery around me as I drove to distract me. But soon enough I arrived at the funeral home. I drove into the parking lot and twisted the key, turning my car off.
Before getting out I looked around the parking lot. There were a lot of girls in black clothing wiping under their eyes and talking to one another. I sighed and rested my head on the steering wheel. I didn't realize how much force I was exerting on the wheel and it beeped.
My head jerked away and I yelped. I looked around outside to see almost all of the people in the parking lot staring at me. Reluctantly I opened the car door and stepped out. The girls around me who watched me get out immediately looked surprised and turned to the nearest person to gossip.
I gulped as I shut the door. I decided to ignore the girls and square my shoulders as I walked to the door. A man opened it for me but another stood in front of me, not letting me in.
"Sorry little miss but we are only letting in people that were invited." He said.
He had gray hair but he looked strong.
"I-I-…" I didn't know how to respond.
"Wait Aiya, she was invited." I heard Kaoru say emotionless.
The man named Aiya stepped away and reviled Kaoru dressed in a suit. He held out a hand and I took it. He lead me away from the man and into a room with a closed casket and a lot of people sitting in chairs.
That's when my feet stopped working. I stopped moving, Kaoru turned and looked at me with a questioning look.
"I-I-I can't" I whispered.
There were so many people around me crying and the casket.
"Oh. You haven't been the a funeral sense…" He didn't finish.
It was obvious to me that he was trying to spare me feelings. I slowly shook my head.
"Come on you'll be fine." He said with a fake smile.
I took a deep breath and slowly walked with Kaoru to two seats in the front row. I sat down stiffly and sat up straight, scared.
Kaoru still had my hand in his. It wasn't long before I felt tears roll down my cheeks and I realized why the casket was closed.
Hikaru was hit by a car and, all the blood that day, pouring from him. Was it really so bad that they couldn't cover his injuries up?
I looked at Kaoru's face and realized he had tears welling up in his eyes. I suddenly felt the need to comfort him. I didn't want to see him in pain. I wanted to take the pain away from him and even go threw in myself just so he wouldn't have to.
I let my body relax and rested my head on his shoulder. I felt his body stiffen in surprise at first than I felt his head resting over mine.
The service was long and tiring. By the time it was over I felt like I couldn't cry anymore but I proved myself wrong with the tears that continued to slide down my cheeks. After the man who opened the door for me said some words to remember Hikaru and read from the bible we all went outside. There was a small cemetery. Six men carried out the casket Hikaru was in and put him in a hole in the ground. Than they covered the casket with dirt.
Most of the people left quickly but some people stayed for a while. Kaoru and I stayed the longest. We stood in front of his grave holding hands and crying. I don't think I was crying for Hikaru's death completely. I think it was because it was because I was scared for being where I was and remembering things I never wanted to.
I began thinking well praying sort of to Hikaru.
You and your brother must have been very close. I envy you. You had more time with your brother that I had with my family. Though you still died. You're brother will miss you very much. I can see that.
"Lets go." Kaoru said, tugging at my hand.
"Okay." I murmured following him.
