The Young and the Dramatic
Episode 11: Gwen's Funeral Sparks Discoveries
The morning had come for Gwen's funeral, and the entire town was planning on attending. The said funeral took place a week and two days after Gwen's death, on a Wednesday. It was taking place at the Good Spirit Lutheran Church on Windsor Drive in the City, and Heather had coordinated the entire thing.
Heather felt that it was her job to make it up to Gwen, by planning her funeral. She had hired Momma DJ not only to cater the reception afterwards, but to speak on Gwen's behalf.
Overall, the ceremony was going to go smoothly.
Heather hoped, of course.
DJ walked up to the receptionist's desk, and rudely rapped his knuckles on the said desk, alerting Katie's attention who was sitting in Courtney's old chair.
"How can I help you, sir?" Katie asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I need to see McLean, right away," DJ immediately said, folding his arms.
Katie quickly took a side glance at Chris's schedule which was sitting on the counter.
"I'm afraid that won't work today, sir. Chris is busy all day. I'm sure he can make time for you later,"
"He's going to make time for now," DJ stormed down the hallway towards Chris office.
Katie rushed after him, but it was too late as DJ had already stormed into Chris's office. The said CEO of McLean Enterprises was sitting at his desk, throwing darts at the dart board.
"Busy, you say?" DJ called over his shoulder to Katie.
"Sir, I'm really sorry," Katie said, pointing to DJ.
Chris noticed the whole ordeal, and merely chuckled, "Katie, its fine. I've been expecting Mr. Quirell,"
"You have?" DJ asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I need you to pay a fine," Chris said, rubbing his hands together, "Or else I close you diner,"
The ceremonies began at 10 in the morning, and the town's residents soon crowded into the church. It seemed as though only the workers of McLean Enterprises had not arrived because Chris was making them all work overtime.
Heather stood by the door, greeting everybody, shocking almost everybody. They had never seen Heather so outgoing before, or at least nice.
The queen bee's demeanor dropped though when she saw Alejandro walks through the door. He did not even make eye contact with Heather, and took his seat in the middle of the church.
Heather sighed as she watched Alejandro walk away, but then gasped as she turned around.
"No," Heather's eyes widened, "That's no possible,"
"Hello Heather," Justin said, smiling at the former queen bee.
Bridgette climbed into her jeep, wearing the black dress she had bought for this very occasion.
However, she was stopped when Cody appeared in the side view mirror.
"Cody! What are you doing! I could've hit you!" Bridgette exclaimed, rolling down her window.
Cody was out of breath as he quickly jogged over to stand next to Bridgette's mirror, "It's gone!"
"What's gone?" Bridgette asked, raising an eyebrow.
"All of my files on the Duncan Abraham case," Cody said, waving his hands in the air. "They're all gone!"
Bridgette looked confused, "You had files?"
"Yes," Cody said, "Up until about two years ago, I was in your shoes, trying to track down every piece of evidence about the Duncan Abraham case!"
"And you never told me?" Bridgette's eyes were bugging out of her head.
"I was going to give them to you," Cody said, scratching the back of his head nervously.
Bridgette put her hand to her forehead, and let out a deep sigh, "I can't deal with this right now. I have to get to Gwen's funeral,"
A sheepish smile spread across Cody's face.
"That's another thing," Cody said, "Can I have a ride?"
Justin smiled gracefully at Heather, "So we meet again,"
"What are you doing here?" Heather cried out. She pushed Justin into a side room off of the parlor of the church, and locked the door behind them.
"The same reason you are here," Justin nodded, "To pay my respects to Gwen. Although I am surprised that you are here; I have the fondest memory of you hating Gwen's guts,"
Heather folded her arms, "Things have changed. But don't you live in Boney Isles?"
"Used to," Justin said, "Now I'm moving here to Wawanakwa City, since so many of my friends live here now,"
"What's your angle?" Heather snapped.
"Just merely getting a new prospective in life," Justin nodded, and then left the room, "We can catch up later Heather, OK?"
The male then left the room leaving speechless Heather.
The ceremonies soon started, and Momma DJ took the podium, and recognized for the first time that Gwen had had so many friends and family. It seemed as though most of the town had arrived for Gwen's funeral.
"We're here to honor the memory of a dear friend," Momma DJ said, standing on the podium.
Momma DJ was then lost for words, and suddenly an idea lit in her mind as she saw Bridgette sitting in one of the first few pews.
"And I think the best person to speak on Gwen's behalf would be the person who was with her in her final moments. I would like to announce Bridgette Summers arrival to the podium,"
Bridgette gasped as she was suddenly pulled out of the pew by Momma DJ, and hauled to the podium.
"Bridgette," Momma DJ said, nodding to the surfer.
"Um," Bridgette said, staring out at the crowd, "I'm Bridgette, everybody. I'd like to thank all of you for welcoming me into the town,"
The surfer regained her posture.
"But this ceremony isn't about me, it's about Gwen," Bridgette let out a hand and let it face Gwen's casket which had a picture of the Goth atop it, "Gwen was a good person. She always lived live to the fullest, and protected everybody that she cared about,"
"When I first arrived in town," Bridgette said, taking a new approach, "I didn't know anybody. But you know what Gwen did? She took me under her wing, and let me into her life,"
From the back of the church, Zoey's eyes lit up as she recorded Bridgette's speech on her phone.
"Although she may have lied to me," Bridgette continued, "She was only trying to protect me, like she did with everybody she loved and cared about. And that is what she was doing in her final moments. Protecting me,"
Bridgette let out a deep breath before continuing.
"I know this for a fact because I know that Gwen's killer meant to kill me," Bridgette said, on the verge of tears, "But Gwen sacrificed herself so that I may live,"
The entire church erupted into gasps as Bridgette continued.
"So I know that Gwen is looking down at me right now, knowing that she sacrificed her life for another," Bridgette said, "And I thank her for that. Thank you,"
The surfer left the podium to take back at her seat with Cody as the entire church had erupted in silence.
"I'm not going to let you take my diner away from me," DJ snapped at Chris.
Chris chuckled, "In case you haven't realized it yet, I own everything in this town. That means your diner. And since I own everything in this town, I can order them to pay bills. Your diner is one of the many buildings I own in this town. Thus, I can order you to pay bills,"
DJ scoffed at Chris, "The townspeople won't allow you to take away my diner,"
The CEO erupted into an evil laugh.
"As far as I'm concerned, I have never said that I will "take" away your diner. You merely need to pay the bill," Chris said.
"But you upgraded the bill from last time," DJ said, "You upgraded it by $500!" He grabbed the bill out of his pocket.
"Oh well," Chris shrugged, "Times are tough,"
The ceremony continued, and as soon as it was over, only a select few went to the cemetery with Gwen's casket, while the rest went to the reception being held at the Wawanakwa Diner.
Heather and Momma DJ went back to the Diner to hold the reception while Bridgette went with the casket along with Cody.
At the cemetery, the grave keeper approached Bridgette with some paperwork.
"The girl's death certificate was never signed," he said in a gruff voice, "I need a witness to sign it,"
Bridgette sighed, and held out her hand, "I'll sign it,"
The grave keeper handed Bridgette the death certificate, and Bridgette almost dropped it in shock.
"No," Bridgette said, looking at the death certificate, "It can't be,"
The name on Gwen's certificate read:
Gwen Abraham
Next time on The Young and the Dramatic…
"Gwen Abraham?" Bridgette repeated in amazement, "That can't be a coincidence!"
Revelations are coming…
"That's why I never knew Gwen's last name," Bridgette smacked her forehead in frustration, "She had a connection to Duncan Abraham!"
Good and bad…
"So who's this asshole?" Alejandro asked, appearing at the two's table.
And no one is prepared…
"Oh trust me," Zoey said from behind the wheel, "They won't know what hit them,"
A/N – H2O 4 Evah actually guessed Gwen's last name correctly, but I didn't respond to it at all because I wanted it to be a surprise. Yes, Gwen's last name is Abraham, and it isn't a coincidence. She does have a connection to Duncan Abraham, and trust me, we'll be seeing him soon enough. See you tomorrow!
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