Will couldn't listen to any more. He stood up and walked down the
aisle and out the church doors, letting them bang closed after him.
Karen looked up when she saw him leave and turned to watch him go out of the church. The preacher stopped for a moment and then went back to the scripture he was reading. Karen turned to Jack and whispered, "I'm gonna go check on him." Jack nodded and watched as Karen got up and went down the aisle. She opened and closed the door more quietly as not to disrupt the preacher again.
As soon as she was out into the lobby she stopped. She saw Will leaning against a wall, facing away from the church doors. His shoulders shook violently, she could tell he was crying. She took a step forward, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked over to him. She stood behind him for quite some time without doing or saying anything.
He knew she was there, and was glad someone was with him. He turned so that he was facing her, but quickly buried his face in her black shirt. She wrapped her arms around him and held him to her. His whole body shook uncontrollably as he cried.
"Shh," She ran her perfectly manicured fingernails up and down his back.
After some time she got him to sit down in a lobby chair. He wiped at his tear stained face and looked to Karen for love.
"He told me to move on." Will whispered, choking back tears. Karen noticed the ring on his finger and knew it was from Wes. "But, I don't think I can." He shook his head.
After the funeral everyone went back to the penthouse for a little party. Will didn't feel like attending so he crept up to Karen's room to get away from it all. Karen realized he was gone and slipped out of the crowd, heading upstairs. She went quietly to her room, pulling off her heels as she went. She opened the door and found Will lying on her bed. He looked up when he heard the door opened and a wave of relief came over him when he realized who it was.
Karen went to him and sat on the edge of the bed. She patted her lap and Will went to her, laying his head on her thighs. She let her fingers slide through his hair and they sat for some time like this. "Thanks, Kare." He finally spoke.
"No problem, Wilma." She grinned down at him. He couldn't help but let a small smile show. She carefully pushed him up so she could get up. "These pants are killing me. I'm going to die." She sucked in so that she could unbutton the stupid pants. "I need to go shopping." She unzipped her pants and let them fall. Suddenly a hand wrapped around her midsection and pulled her into a warm body. "Will?" She asked, slightly confused.
Instead of responding he twirled her around so that she was facing him.
Karen looked up when she saw him leave and turned to watch him go out of the church. The preacher stopped for a moment and then went back to the scripture he was reading. Karen turned to Jack and whispered, "I'm gonna go check on him." Jack nodded and watched as Karen got up and went down the aisle. She opened and closed the door more quietly as not to disrupt the preacher again.
As soon as she was out into the lobby she stopped. She saw Will leaning against a wall, facing away from the church doors. His shoulders shook violently, she could tell he was crying. She took a step forward, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked over to him. She stood behind him for quite some time without doing or saying anything.
He knew she was there, and was glad someone was with him. He turned so that he was facing her, but quickly buried his face in her black shirt. She wrapped her arms around him and held him to her. His whole body shook uncontrollably as he cried.
"Shh," She ran her perfectly manicured fingernails up and down his back.
After some time she got him to sit down in a lobby chair. He wiped at his tear stained face and looked to Karen for love.
"He told me to move on." Will whispered, choking back tears. Karen noticed the ring on his finger and knew it was from Wes. "But, I don't think I can." He shook his head.
After the funeral everyone went back to the penthouse for a little party. Will didn't feel like attending so he crept up to Karen's room to get away from it all. Karen realized he was gone and slipped out of the crowd, heading upstairs. She went quietly to her room, pulling off her heels as she went. She opened the door and found Will lying on her bed. He looked up when he heard the door opened and a wave of relief came over him when he realized who it was.
Karen went to him and sat on the edge of the bed. She patted her lap and Will went to her, laying his head on her thighs. She let her fingers slide through his hair and they sat for some time like this. "Thanks, Kare." He finally spoke.
"No problem, Wilma." She grinned down at him. He couldn't help but let a small smile show. She carefully pushed him up so she could get up. "These pants are killing me. I'm going to die." She sucked in so that she could unbutton the stupid pants. "I need to go shopping." She unzipped her pants and let them fall. Suddenly a hand wrapped around her midsection and pulled her into a warm body. "Will?" She asked, slightly confused.
Instead of responding he twirled her around so that she was facing him.