Okay, thank you so much for your wonderful reviews. I will get to updating Scarred Youth faster and I need to update The Rest Is Silence. But right now, I'm updating this. So, I suppose I need to give some background to this now that the season is over. None of this is a dream, and if you're still confused, just put it in a review. I can answer all questions you have. Let's see, Caleb is dead, Trey was never shot, Ryan, haven't decided if he found out or not. But there's what you'll need to know, I suppose...
Chapter Six: Funeral Procession
"He's dead," Summer Roberts said flatly as the church doors opened. Six men, Sanford Cohen and his brother, Zachary Stephens, Luke Ward, Trey Atwood, and James Cooper held up his grave. Everyone that had known him came. Though Trey Atwood didn't deserve to be there.
The two girls stood up quickly, and stared at the image straight out of a movie. They had been to a funeral seven months ago, there for a man they knew nothing about. He died relatively alone, and hurt a few people. But really, four teens, except for one, weren't emotionally affected.
Kirsten Cohen stood behind the deep mahogany casket, as she walked with her full sister, Hailey Nichol.
Sanford Cohen felt tears begin to fall. He was holding his dead son's casket. His son was lying inside. He'd never see him again. There would never be the same kind of emotion in their house. He would die for his son. He never got a chance to try to. His son died instantly, and no one would know his last thoughts.
Had he been scared? Had he known? What kind of thoughts go through your mind as you die? Did it hurt? Was he sorry? Was he happy? Sad? Angry? They would never know.
James Cooper looked over at his only real friend. Never would he be able to go through with this. He could never bury his daughter.
That's when he looked farther than Sanford Cohen and saw his daughter standing by a tree. She held a look of confusion of sadness, and even from this distance, you could tell she was dying inside. Today was the harder day of their lives.
Luke Ward began to grow sick in the stomach. He felt horrible. There were so many fights with this guy. How could he live with himself? Of course they became friends, but there had been ill feelings. If Luke Ward had changed his ways earlier, would he still be here?
"We should go meet them," Marissa Cooper's voice wavered, as if afraid of her own decisions. The two best friends slowly made their way into the line of people heading to cars. The coffin was put in the back of the hearse.
Marissa Cooper and Summer Roberts were to sit in the first car, a limo, with Kirsten and Sanford Cohen. At first they objected, but nevertheless, were shoved into the sleek black limo with flags on the hood.
Thus began the funeral procession.
It was the most uncomfortable silence ever known. They all tried to be strong, and they concealed the weakness well. All of them began to live a fake life starting in the car.
The procession was a small one. There were only a few cars in it. It hurt with each breath to be in this reality.
Marissa Cooper stared out the window blacked out to anyone on the outside. How she prayed to be on the other side and not know what was occurring. How she longed to live in a world of happiness and life.
The cemetery, Garden of Peace, came into view. She swallowed hard and shut her eyes. This wasn't happening. This wasn't real. She would wake up right...now.
Opening her eyes, it was still real.
The black limo stopped, and her stomach leapt into her throat. They had to put him in the ground.
The door opened and Summer Roberts attempted to step out first. Her balance was gone and Trey Atwood caught her. She felt strange in this person's arms. It felt like she was caught in her friend's arm, the silent protector of their group. But it wasn't him. It was his brother. She looked to her best friend, who was even more uncomfortable with Summer Roberts in Trey Atwood's arms. It was just wrong.
If anyone should catch Summer Roberts, it was him. The one they were here for. She refused to utter or even think of his name, it hurt her too much. And she knew that thinking about any of them hurt her. She would have loved to be picked up by his brother, but he was in a coma. If she had fallen and her lover's gone, he would have caught her at any given time.
So now the girls relied on everyone else.
Summer Roberts picked herself up and placed herself next to Zachary Stephens. There was nothing there, even as she looked up into his eyes for strength.
Marissa Cooper got out of the limo and finally, Sanford and Kirsten Cohen. They held hands, tightly squeezed, hoping the other would have some way to deal with all this. Neither had anything but each other.
The six men lifted his casket once again, and Kirsten Cohen fell for support to the four people she knew. Hailey Nichol, Summer Roberts, Marissa and Julie Cooper.
No one spoke a word as they walked to his final resting place.
Kirsten Cohen was hitting her breaking point. Only a few more minutes with her son above ground.
Summer Roberts didn't know what to do. She wanted to run as far as she could and pretend it was all fake, but they all were going through this. She would be abandoning them.
The casket was six feet above the resting spot. Summer Roberts stepped up to it.
"I love you, and I'm sorry, but I can't do this. I miss you too much and this is too hard. I love you," and her hand laid on the casket.
Then she ran.
Everyone had expected it, and no one stopped it. She ran away with all her might, letting the winter breeze hit her head-on. She wouldn't stop running until she was far enough away.
Summer Roberts never was very good at dealing with things. Especially death. Especially the death of someone she loved. Someone she'd love forever.
Her small legs began to burn but she didn't stop. She didn't want to run away. She had to. She wasn't allowed to watch him be put in the ground. Then it would all be real and he'd be gone. She couldn't let that happen.
Marissa Cooper didn't run after her best friend. She knew she'd run. Her attention was back on what was happening. Words were being spoken, tears were being shed, and then he'd be lowered.
Kirsten Cohen felt it coming. She was breaking.
The casket began to lower and she let out a scream.
"Stop! Don't do it! Not my baby! Please stop! No, you can't do this!" and she began to be held back by her husband. "Not my baby! Why did they take my baby? Please, no! I want my baby! This isn't fair! Stop, please! Not my son! Oh God, not my son! Why did you take him? Why? Why did you take my baby away?"
By now, most of the attendees' eyes were in tears as he was lowered into the ground.
"Kirsten, stop!" Sanford Cohen was holding his wife back, and sobbing as well. No, it wasn't fair at all.
"But our baby! Why did He take out baby? It's not fair, he should be alive! Don't bury him! Please don't bury him! I want my baby! Why did He take him?"
Sanford Cohen was on the ground, holding and rocking his wife as they watched their son's casket be lowered into the ground.
No one had a dry eye. Marissa Cooper was sobbing alone, on the opposite side of everyone, staring at the ruined couple. This was so difficult.
Summer Roberts was running past every memory. He was gone. The words screamed in her head. She couldn't get away from them.
High above his coffin, a mockingbird played a funeral tune as the sky gave out and it rained clouds. People slowly began to disappear as dirt was placed on the coffin.
Nothing mattered anymore as three people stood around the boy's coffin. He was really gone. He was being buried. Kirsten and Sanford Cohen sobbed over the loss of their son, and Marissa Cooper cried over a close friend.
If only they could go back four days, four years. It hadn't even been a week, and yet it felt like forever. They'd never hear him speak, see him smile or laugh.
The dirt was covering the casket, with snowflakes mixing in. It had never snowed before in this town. It was him, trying to tell them it would be okay without him. But they didn't hear him.
It would never be okay without him.
And there we have it. What did you think? I have a lot more going for this. Originally, it was going to be four parts, but it seems to be a hit, so it's longer. Please review, because I love them!