Uniforms all around. Guns firing in the air. The taps playing in the
distance. People crying, and people praying. Jr.'s dad surely had a lot of
people who cared about him, which made him wonder why his dad had felt so
empty. He sat in front of the casket in full uniform solemnly, just staring
at the coffin that held his once painful father who was now at peace. He
still couldn't get over the guilty feeling he had, knowing that maybe if he
hadn't of gotten in that fight with his dad that night, that if he hadn't
of told him to worry about himself instead of him, that maybe, just maybe,
he would still be alive at this moment. Andy and Rita had both told him
that he had nothing to do with it, that he couldn't blame himself. But even
with the two people he cared about most on the squad telling him, he still
couldn't bring himself to stop with the what ifs.
Suddenly the service was over, and Jr. watched as his dad was being lowered in the ground. A tear silently fell down his cheek as he sat there not moving. He then felt a hand on his shoulder, then two arms wrapping around him.
"Hey, why don't we go talk to some people about your dad? Maybe that'll help if you talk about him," Rita said.
"Yeah, I mean your dad was loved by a lot of people. Sharing the memories is one way of keeping him close to you," Andy stated.
Jr. continued to watch his dad's casket getting deeper and deeper into the ground. "If so many people loved him and cared about him, then why did he feel he had to end his life?"
He then got up and walked off, leaving Rita and Andy by themselves.
Rita sighed. "I wish he would listen to us."
"He's lost. I mean that was the last of his family he had. And nothing's stronger than a father/son relationship. It'll take some time, but we're going to be there for him for whenever he needs us."
"I just feel so helpless."
"I know. But sooner or later he's going to talk to us. And let's just hope that when he does, he'll trust us to help him. Because he's gonna need us. And we always make sure to be there for him. Always."
Note: Okay kind of short and maybe boring, but I'm building. I should have the next chapter out ASAP!! Thanks!!:-)
Suddenly the service was over, and Jr. watched as his dad was being lowered in the ground. A tear silently fell down his cheek as he sat there not moving. He then felt a hand on his shoulder, then two arms wrapping around him.
"Hey, why don't we go talk to some people about your dad? Maybe that'll help if you talk about him," Rita said.
"Yeah, I mean your dad was loved by a lot of people. Sharing the memories is one way of keeping him close to you," Andy stated.
Jr. continued to watch his dad's casket getting deeper and deeper into the ground. "If so many people loved him and cared about him, then why did he feel he had to end his life?"
He then got up and walked off, leaving Rita and Andy by themselves.
Rita sighed. "I wish he would listen to us."
"He's lost. I mean that was the last of his family he had. And nothing's stronger than a father/son relationship. It'll take some time, but we're going to be there for him for whenever he needs us."
"I just feel so helpless."
"I know. But sooner or later he's going to talk to us. And let's just hope that when he does, he'll trust us to help him. Because he's gonna need us. And we always make sure to be there for him. Always."
Note: Okay kind of short and maybe boring, but I'm building. I should have the next chapter out ASAP!! Thanks!!:-)