Chapter 13
a/n: Okay, here's the last chapter. Enjoy!
Lucky sat quietly on the bathroom floor. She was tired of everything. Tired of drug counselors, cousins, aunts, uncles, hopeless crushes, life. After crying her eyes out Lucky went into the medicine cabinet and found the biggest pills she could find. It had a warning on the it that said DO NOT USE IF NOT PRESCRIBED BY A DOCTOR. "Puh-leeze." Lucky said and took about 10 of them. Before Lucky was too wiped out she got some of her lipstick and wrote on the bathroom mirror "Okay Manny, maybe I AM sorry." Before sropping to the floor Lucky muttered her last words, which coincidently was mentioned in the bible "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"
Manny decided to apologize first to Lucky, she was going to be the bigger man...women...young adult. She was tired of the ongoing battle between them. She knocked on her aunt's door. Rita answered the door. "Manny! Sweetie hi!" Rita said giving Manny a bear hug. "Hi Aunt Rita, is Lucky here?" Rita nodded. "She's in her room." Manny ran upstairs to find Lucky's room empty. "Lucky?" She said entering the room. It was beautiful. The carpet was made of fluffy pink fabric, there was a pink queen size bed and fuzzy pillows. "Luck, are you in here?" Manny asked. She then noticed that the bathroom door was opened. Manny slowly walked into the bathroom and turned on the light to find Lucky's message in blood red lipstick, and on the floor was Lucky.
Manny ran downstairs and told her aunt what happened. When the police showed up Manny was shaking like a leaf in Septemeber. "Ms. Santos, you said that earlier you and Ms. Fradshaw had a fight?" Asked the officer. Everytime he talked his brown and gray mustache were make a swishy movement. "Yes, we had a disagreement about an hour before I...found her." Manny said. The officer was treating her like a suspect. It was obvious the Lucky commited suicide.
The funeral was so painful for Manny. She couldn't believe that lying in that white casket was her only female cousin. Lucky was only 15. Was. Manny still couldn't believe Lucky was gone. Aunt Rose nudged her. It was her time to speak.
" Lucky Fradshaw, was one of my best friends and sometimes one of my worst enemies. I really couldn't put all the words together that could describle Lucky. So I'll read you this poem that remided me of her.
" A Farwell By Charles Kingsley
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray;
Yet, if you will one quiet hint I'll leave you
For every day.
I'll tell you how to sing a clearer carol
Than lark that hails the dawn of breezy down;
To earn yourself a purer poet's laurel
Thank Shakespeare's crown.
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long;
And so make Life, Death, and that vast For Ever
One grand sweet song "
Manny sat down in between her parents and cried. That was one of the hardest things she had ever done. Emma and Sean came to the funeral. They sat in the back because they didn't want to take up space for the family of Lucky. "Poor Manny." Emma whispered. Craig couldn't bring up the courage to come. It would have been too difficult, to hard for him. When Manny had phoned him and told him what had happened to Lucky he thought he'd gone nuts, that this was all a dream, but no, this wasn't a dream. This was really happening. When Emma had heard she broke down. She hadn't even known Lucky that well, but she imagining her best friend finding Lucky and finding the message in lipstick, it just made her cry.
Emma and Sean didn't go to the burial service. That was just too unbearable. Manny, of course had to go. It was difficult, but she had to. The ride to the cemetery was weird. Manny rode with some distant cousins whom she'd never meet. "Manuella, you just found her?" Asked a fat, dark haired lady. Manny nodded and looked out of the window.
Before they lowered Lucky into her grave Manny put a white rose on her casket. "If Craig was here he's want to say goodbye too." Manny said with tears in her eyes. "Craig is here to say goodbye." Craig said putting a rose on Lucky's casket. "Thanks for coming." Manny said. Craig nodded.
A couple of days later Craig visited Lucky's grave. On it it said
Lucky Uni Fradshaw
1988-2003
She was beautiful in Life
Beautiful in Death
Beautiful in the vast Forever
The End
~*~*~ Prebea ~*~*~
a/n: If you wanna know Lucky's last words just ask I'll happily translate it. I think she said in hebrew.
a/n: Okay, here's the last chapter. Enjoy!
Lucky sat quietly on the bathroom floor. She was tired of everything. Tired of drug counselors, cousins, aunts, uncles, hopeless crushes, life. After crying her eyes out Lucky went into the medicine cabinet and found the biggest pills she could find. It had a warning on the it that said DO NOT USE IF NOT PRESCRIBED BY A DOCTOR. "Puh-leeze." Lucky said and took about 10 of them. Before Lucky was too wiped out she got some of her lipstick and wrote on the bathroom mirror "Okay Manny, maybe I AM sorry." Before sropping to the floor Lucky muttered her last words, which coincidently was mentioned in the bible "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"
Manny decided to apologize first to Lucky, she was going to be the bigger man...women...young adult. She was tired of the ongoing battle between them. She knocked on her aunt's door. Rita answered the door. "Manny! Sweetie hi!" Rita said giving Manny a bear hug. "Hi Aunt Rita, is Lucky here?" Rita nodded. "She's in her room." Manny ran upstairs to find Lucky's room empty. "Lucky?" She said entering the room. It was beautiful. The carpet was made of fluffy pink fabric, there was a pink queen size bed and fuzzy pillows. "Luck, are you in here?" Manny asked. She then noticed that the bathroom door was opened. Manny slowly walked into the bathroom and turned on the light to find Lucky's message in blood red lipstick, and on the floor was Lucky.
Manny ran downstairs and told her aunt what happened. When the police showed up Manny was shaking like a leaf in Septemeber. "Ms. Santos, you said that earlier you and Ms. Fradshaw had a fight?" Asked the officer. Everytime he talked his brown and gray mustache were make a swishy movement. "Yes, we had a disagreement about an hour before I...found her." Manny said. The officer was treating her like a suspect. It was obvious the Lucky commited suicide.
The funeral was so painful for Manny. She couldn't believe that lying in that white casket was her only female cousin. Lucky was only 15. Was. Manny still couldn't believe Lucky was gone. Aunt Rose nudged her. It was her time to speak.
" Lucky Fradshaw, was one of my best friends and sometimes one of my worst enemies. I really couldn't put all the words together that could describle Lucky. So I'll read you this poem that remided me of her.
" A Farwell By Charles Kingsley
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray;
Yet, if you will one quiet hint I'll leave you
For every day.
I'll tell you how to sing a clearer carol
Than lark that hails the dawn of breezy down;
To earn yourself a purer poet's laurel
Thank Shakespeare's crown.
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long;
And so make Life, Death, and that vast For Ever
One grand sweet song "
Manny sat down in between her parents and cried. That was one of the hardest things she had ever done. Emma and Sean came to the funeral. They sat in the back because they didn't want to take up space for the family of Lucky. "Poor Manny." Emma whispered. Craig couldn't bring up the courage to come. It would have been too difficult, to hard for him. When Manny had phoned him and told him what had happened to Lucky he thought he'd gone nuts, that this was all a dream, but no, this wasn't a dream. This was really happening. When Emma had heard she broke down. She hadn't even known Lucky that well, but she imagining her best friend finding Lucky and finding the message in lipstick, it just made her cry.
Emma and Sean didn't go to the burial service. That was just too unbearable. Manny, of course had to go. It was difficult, but she had to. The ride to the cemetery was weird. Manny rode with some distant cousins whom she'd never meet. "Manuella, you just found her?" Asked a fat, dark haired lady. Manny nodded and looked out of the window.
Before they lowered Lucky into her grave Manny put a white rose on her casket. "If Craig was here he's want to say goodbye too." Manny said with tears in her eyes. "Craig is here to say goodbye." Craig said putting a rose on Lucky's casket. "Thanks for coming." Manny said. Craig nodded.
A couple of days later Craig visited Lucky's grave. On it it said
Lucky Uni Fradshaw
1988-2003
She was beautiful in Life
Beautiful in Death
Beautiful in the vast Forever
The End
~*~*~ Prebea ~*~*~
a/n: If you wanna know Lucky's last words just ask I'll happily translate it. I think she said in hebrew.