A/N: So some of you are upset at Kabran's death, and yes it is very sad, but me promise I did it for a reason! Lolz...so ENJOY and R&R!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own TDI, Atlanta, or any OC's besides Kassie, Hunter and a few minor others.
The last couple days had been silent. No one had talked only cried. Some relative, who had never meet Kabran, funded her funeral. To think they cared more about her then her own mother. Everyone's energy was drained , and there mouth's were sewn shut. All dressed in black as they walked down the hallow streets.
They knew Kabran wouldn't want some big church funeral, so they did it out in a field, the same field all former gang members, including Breanna, had been buried. It being late December, some light snow had begun to fall. A mixture of white ground, and black clothing and casket were shown.
There were rows on each side of a made isle. At the front was a closed black casket. On each side of it were tall now white flowers, and a cloth was wrapped across the front of it.
The entire gang filled the front row on the right side and the family was on the left. The preacher stood at the front talking about going to a better place, and how God was now taking care of her with no pain. To half of them there, It seemed better then what they were dealing with.
Next it was time to say goodbye. Everyone else there had been up, said their's, and left when the gang finally went up.
Hunter: She's gone, she'd really gone.
Kassie: The casket is so plain, unkabran!
Duncan: It's all her family could afford.
(Kassie pulled out a purple sharpie and drew two intertwined hearts on the middle of the casket.)
Kassie: That's a little better.
Spencer: Are you all ready to have the real funeral?!
(all nodded in agreement.)
Louis: Lets start then.
Duncan stood behind the casket and the rest sat on the ground in front of it, even if all of then were in their "good clothes."
Duncan: All of us are here today to honor a friend taken from us way to soon. Most will say her death was self inflicted, but we all know the real murder is him. Sure right now he's in jail, but he'll get out in about a year, and we can give him some real punishment! As for now though, we must focus on the one we lost. No matter how painful it is. Kabran was one of my best friends. She always made you laugh and things sure won't be the same without her. Though so many things happened to her, she always wore a smile. She didn't want us to be affected by her troubles. They'll board up her room, close it off from the rest of the world, but will always remember our friend Kabran.
(Duncan sat down and Kassie stood up.)
Kassie: As all of you know, Kabran was my best friend. Though I wished she hadn't, I understand why she did what she did. I often try to hide my emotions and lately I haven't been my usual cheery self. The tears are inside, but they won't come out. Sometimes I wish I could die, but I know that's just a lie. I try to cry, but nothing comes out, because I feel like I must hide them from viewing eyes thinking they will judge me. Sometimes it just takes time to express how you feel, but someone took, or better drained that time away from Kabran. One more time to see her real happy smile, something that came very rarely, would make my heart not ache. I don't ant to be happy, because I feel like I'm hurting her with my joy, but it's Kabran! Would she want us to be sad, she's like my sister and always will be, but the best thing for us to do is remember the good times. How she would want to be remembered.
(Hunter came up, hugged Kassie, then she sat down.)
Hunter: I really don't have a long speech. All I need to ay is that I loved her, and still do. Her bastard of a step-father will pay! We will remember her forever until we to die.
(Hunter sat back down and Duncan stood up again.)
Duncan: Anyone got something to say?
Courtney: Could I say something?
Duncan: Come on princess
Courtney: Could I say something?
Duncan: Come on princess.
Courtney: I know I haven't known you all for long, but Kabran I feel really was my friend. Sure when I first aw her, I thought all she was, was a selfish pot head, but I learned not to judge. She was one of many people who showed me a new perspective on life. Not to judge, but to trust a little more, or less if u put it in a different way. She will be missed by us all, because wish we could be more like her…
Duncan: Nicely done princess, now what we going to put in their with her, Hunter?
Hunter: My shirt, It was on her when she died, but it's also a part of me going with her.
Duncan and Hunter put the shirt in the casket an everyone said their final goodbyes. Emily finally broke own as the barriers were lowering the casket into the ground. Not rich enough to afford a tombstone, only flowers marked where she laid. Everyone stood huddled around where she was buried, under the ground. Some wanted to dig up the dirt, incase they made a mistake. No she really wasn't dead was all they wanted to hear, but was the last thing they would at that moment.
Louis: They said we have to be out by six.
Duncan: What time is it?!
Derek: six twenty-five
Duncan: Lets all meet up at the park around seven, okay with everyone.
(all again nodded in agreement, most afraid to talk.)
All of them headed over there, got a fire started, and began to tell stories. Stories about Kabran, dieing, where you go, and other stuff.
Duncan: I heard one time, that each day is a gift and not a given right. So what exactly will you do?
Derek: Live life to the fullest…
Emily: Amen to that!
Hunter: Its hard to do that when only half of you is alive, and the shell is all that remains.
Kassie: Don't be that ay Hunter…
Hunter: You don't tell me how to be, you have no idea!
Kassie: Yes I do! Your, your dieing with her, and I can't handle that to!
Hunter: Whatever…*gets up and goes home.*
Courtney: I'd like to thank you guys. For being my friends and helping me. I couldn't of mad it without you.
Duncan: This is coming from tight butt goody, goody.
Courtney: What you mean by that?
Dylan: How does he know you have a tight butt?!
Duncan: Now Dylan that's a silly question…How else would I know?
Dylan: oh…
Courtney: That's so not true!
Duncan: "Okay"
Courtney: *rolls eyes*
Emily: When you two going to go out?
Courtney: What are you talking about?
Kassie: A little thing called love.
Louis: Well Know you two like each other. You make it obvious.
Courtney: Blake you haven't talked all day! Is there something on your mind?!
Emily *singing voice*: Changing the subject!
Blake: Everything is just so confusing to me. I mean she seamed so happy and then this! It just doesn't make sense to me sometimes…
Spencer: When does it?!
Duncan: Well, It's getting late guys. I want all of you to go home to sleep and meet here in the morning.
Kassie: Spencer can you go home with me. I don't know what I'm going to find…
Spencer: No problem.
Kassie and Spencer went to her house, and Derek and Emily to his. Then everyone else went to there own and Duncan walked Courtney home again, because she "forgot" how to get to her house. Many still had a lot on their mind, and the next week to four years were going to be hard. Kabran had fallen, but she would never be forgotten.
A/N : So what you think, I know it was very sad, but I felt like there needed to be a a chapter honoring Kabran. It was also kinda short and I am very sorry for that as well. I would also like to tell you about my friends Shockcollar's story. She did it for me because I didn't have the time. She made a song fic about different events in City life. It takes the small event matches them with a song and takes a deeper look at them. It's really good and I really appreciate her for doing it. She is also the creator of Kabran so that's another plus!
Kassie: *cries*
Courtney: How could you do this
Me. IT WASN'T MY FAULT, MY FRIEND TOLD ME 2
Courtney: would you jump off a bridge if your friends told you 2
Me: no....
Courtney: *slaps head*
Duncan: *puts arm around Courtney* I'm starting to tell you like me
Courtney: In your dreams
Duncan: You know it!
Dylan: REVIEW!!!