I'm sorry guys. I know it's been a long time since I last updated. I just haven't had the time. :( K. I know you're all dying *cough cough* to know what happens next. So, i wont bug you any longer. ;) BTW, this is the last chapter!
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It was 2 weeks later since Carey had died. Currently Fiona was getting ready for his funeral that day.
She still hadn't told her mom, Ned or Irene about her and Carey's relationship. She actually hadn't told them anything. For the last 2 weeks Fiona had been in an almost trance. She didn't speak, barely ate. It was hell on earth for her.
It was an hour before they had to leave. Fi sat up in her bedroom alone with her thoughts. She sat beside her bed, her head leaning against her knees in a fetal position. She felt so numb just then. She missed the warmth Carey gave to her. She missed it so much.
She had began to not feel anything lately. Just cold.
She closed her eyes but heard her mother yelling up the stairs. She heard the words but they weren't registering. She had no clue what her mom was telling her even though she could hear her perfectly fine.
A few minutes later she heard someone at her door. She looked up to find her mother.
"Honey? Come on. We have to go to Carey's funeral." Fi didn't move.
"Fi. We need to go." Her mother's tone was harsh. But still nothing was registering. Fi looked to Molly. Molly gasped at her daughter. She was so pale. There was dark circles under her eyes and her eyes were a stale grey.
It was like there was no life in her anymore. "Fi..." She leaned down to her daughter who tried to pull herself closer together with no luck. Fi started shaking.
Molly quickly leaned over and gave Fi a hug. Fi didn't pull away but she didn't respond either. She just let her mother hug her. Molly pulled back, looked around Fi's room and grabbed a black skirt and grey sweater for Fi to wear and started to undress her daughter.
Fi didn't make a move to help. No move for resistance either. She just let her mother dress her. Molly was done in a few minutes and helped Fi stand. But as soon as Fiona stood her legs collapsed from under her. She let out a small yelp but Molly caught her and helped her back up.
The mother gently wrapped an arm around Fi's shoulders and both headed down the stairs and out to the car.
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It was a bright sunny day outside, but it didn't effect the atmostphere at the cemetary. Friends and family from all over were there to mourn Carey's death.
Fi stood next to her brother who held her hand tightly. But let go after a few seconds. Jack wrapped a caring arm around his sister kissed her head whispering that things would be okay.
Fi didn't talk. She just sat.
The ceremony was over in about an hour and they lowered Carey into the ground. People started to leave and only the Bells and Phillips were left. Fi made her way over to the freshly covered grave. She looked down to the gravestone.
"Carey Bell 1981-2002 A son. A brother. A friend. R.I.P"
Fi didn't think it justified him. He was a hero. To her atleast. He'd given his life, and for what? A petty fight between Will O Wisps. She would never forgive Bricriu.
She walked away from the grave slowly and reached her mother.
"M..mommy?"
Fi's mom turned in surprise to her daughter. She had sneeked up so quietly. "What is it honey?"
Fi stuttered with her words. "I..I want to l-leave."
"Okay. Let's go find Jack,and we can go."
Fi nodded in agreement and both headed off to find Jack.
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The Phillips were back at home and Fi was once again in her room. Curled up in her favorite position. She heard a knock at her window a big breeze rush through her window.
"Where's your li-ule boyfren'?" the heavy irish accent asked her.
"Get out of my house."
"Wha'? Why?...Where is he really?"
"He's dead." Fi stated. No emotion gracing her voice.
Bricriu stayed quiet. "Now, get out of my house, Bricriu.
"Get out before I banish you to a hell dimension."
And Bricriu was gone. And Fi felt sick. Again. She slowly got to her knees and crawled her way to the bathroom. She threw her head into the porcelin bowl and threw up violently coughing in the durration.
She stopped slowly and reached up to the counter and helped herself up to the sink. She turned on the water and splashed a little on her face. She looked into the mirror but quickly looked away not being able to stand her reflection. She looked as dead as Carey look in the hospital.
Dead.
She heard her mom yelling up into the hallway. She faintly heard "Leaving" and heard the front door close.
She walked slowly to her bed and reached for a piece of paper. She wrote a letter to her mother, apologizing for the trouble she caused and wrote about her and Carey's secret relationship. Wrote about how they knew that her and his parents would never approve of it so they kept it quiet.
She wrote all the things she had wanted to say for a long time on that paper. And when she was done she put it on her desk. She pulled out one of her drawers and pulled out a box cutter.
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"Hi Fi." Fi turned around to see Carey looking at her.
"Hi Carey." She looked to him. He walked toward her and gave her a tight hug and a quick peck on the lips.
Fi looked to him, smiled slightly and took his hand.
And she felt warm again.
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Ah, yes. That was the last chapter! Last one for this story! And, I know you're all disappointed *cough cough* but, I have to end it. I told you it would be a "Happy" ending. Well, anyway. Don't hate me okay?
I'm may be swayed into writing a sequel if you guys really want me to. And, i just might anyway because this was rather open-ended and quickly written. But, that leaves room for your guys' imaginations. :) Anyway, I love anyone who reviewed and kept my confidence in my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Cause I did.
See you in the next story!
--Ezra