O.k, y'all probably hate me now you're the ending of the last one and probably hate me for this chapter as well.

Phil pulled on the black suit. He didn't think he'd need a new one after the other one got ripped, but he guessed he was wrong. He had even asked the doctor to change his arm cast to a black one, as bright red didn't seem to fit with his outfit. A black rose lay on the table. He'd picked it for her. Everyday, when they walked to school, Keely would admire this single black rose amongst tons of red ones. But as summer turned into autumn, the rose started to lose its petals, like all the other red roses around it. One day, when the two were late for school, Keely stopped and just stared at this pretty flower. Phil had tried to beckon her to school, but she seemed mesmerized by it. Leaning down, she gently fingered the rose between her well-manicured nails.

"Keels, we're gonna be late" He'd told her. Keely seem to break from the spell over her. Since that day, the rose had been in full bloom, and never died when winter came. Phil kinda resented plucking it. Thinking of Keely brought uncontrollable tears to his eyes. Wiping them away, he went downstairs to his family waiting for him, rose in hand. Pim saw that her brother had been crying, but she didn't say anything. In a way she missed Keely, out of all the people in Pickford, Keely was the one she'd known the longest. The family stood in silence at the door, waiting for the hearse to arrive. Suddenly, without any warning, Phil burst into tears. Mrs Diffy comforted her son, who lent onto her shoulder. She comforted him, as if he was six, not sixteen.

"I miss Keely as well," Mrs Diffy cooed, "She was like the daughter I wanted but never had" Pim scowled at her mother, she sympathized with her brother and put the comment away in her brain, so she could use it next time she got in an argument with her family. Before much crying, there was a toot of the horn, and a long black hearse sat idly on the pavement in front of their house.

The trip to the cemetery was depressing. Mrs Teslow sat in one corner and cried madly. She wouldn't let anyone near her and when Phil started sniffling; she said that he had nothing to cry about,

"She's just depressed," Mrs Diffy whispered to her son, "She lost her only child; it's making her go a bit crazy."

At the cemetery, he sat on a chair next to Owen and Via, all three of them crying as the sermon went on. Even Tia was there and some other people Phil didn't recognize. A little into the service, Phil went up to read his piece. He stood next to the coffin, elaborately decorated, wiping his eyes and clearing his throat, Phil started to read,

"K…Keely Teslow was, still is, an amazing person. When I came here, to Pickford, Keely was the first friend I made, a reliable, loyal, brilliant friend. She took my secret to the grave with her and I miss her dearly. Some people may say I was crazy to spend 5 weeks at her bedside, but I'm glad I did. In that short space of time, I realized that I truly loved her. Keely was many things to many people. To some, she was a friend who shared the same girl stuff with. To others she was a daughter who was full of life, to others she was that girl who was best friends with her brother so she decided to tease Keely, to some, she was the popular girl, who hung out with the maths bod, to others; she was that pretty girl who they saw in the hallway. To me, she was this amazing, wonderful, breathtaking person who I'd give up anything for her to be back. She was a special friend who I love and miss dearly. I'm sorry for everything that happened and in a big way, I blame myself. I don't know what to do now she is gone. My whole world crashed the day she did. I think I've run out of tears to cry, but they can't bring her back. So instead, I make this speech for her, hoping she can hear me up their, so she can tell me what she though of it when I join her" With that, Phil sat down between his friends and the three of them cried even longer.

After Keely had been buried, Owen and Via went over to Phil, who was sitting just next to her grave.

"Look, Phil, dude," Owen began, "When you left the hospital, because we kicked you out, erm…well, the moment you left the door, Keely's heart monitor started dropping. We didn't think much of it, much now…" Owen started sniffling. Phil was too upset to argue at his friends. The two of them left him at the grave. Phil twirled the rose in his finger and placed it against the headstone.

"G…goodbye, Keely" He whispered before walking out of the cemetery. His family had left before him, so Phil had to walk back on his own. But as he was wandering out of the huge gates, he noticed Pim standing against the gate.

"Hey, Pim" Phil gave a light wave at his sister

"Oh, hey Phil, I wasn't sure if you knew that dad fixed the time machine"

"WHAT?" Phil exclaimed

"Yeah, the other day, dad finally fixed it. He was gonna tell you, but it was the day Keely…um…you know"

"Oh," Phil sighed, "So when are we going back?"

"Tonight, hopefully" The two had already started their journey, "Everything is packed, so we can leave azap." Phil nodded and the two walked on in silence. They walked past the rose patch, and Phil looked for the rose, only to find that it was gone. Phil sighed again.

xXx

The family got into the RV, Phil last. He gazed once more at the house he had grown to know as 'home'. But he didn't want to be somewhere that reminded him of Keely, like her ghostly presence was there. Phil got in and shut the down behind him. In a matter of minutes, everyone he had known in Pickford were gone.