Both families of Trish and Jeff flew to North Carolina to plan the funerals.
The funeral day came I was in the bathroom just looking in the mirror I couldn't handle it I broke down in tears,
The past couple of weeks had been hard. Matt and I hadn't talked at all I wouldn't talk to anyone I was upset and needed space to grieve my best friend and the man who was like my brother.
The only person matt would talk to was his dad Gilbert he was all Gilbert had now.
I was brought out of my thoughts by matt in the room getting something I stopped crying and did my hair then moments later Lori came up
"Matt lets go its time" she explained teary eyed
"Do you know where Li is no ones seen her all morning she needs to know its time to go" she added Matt just pointed towards the bathroom door Lori walked up to the door and knocked startling me
"Lita its time to go honey…lita please open up" Lori pleaded still knocking
I collapsed in tears near the bath tub, matt walked up and knocked Lori walked off down stairs
"Lita please open up" He begged I got up and unlocked the door I returned to the mirror trying hard to hide the fact I had been crying all morning with makeup Matt then walked in
"Its time to go red" he said holding back tears of his own
"Yeh…um…im…coming" I studded fixing my eyes I held back the tears as I went to walk out but matt stopped me he then wrapped his arms gently around me as tears began to run freely down his face then my dad came up
"Sweetie its ready everyone's leaving now its time to go" He said putting on a fake smile he then left the room I stared in matts eyes
"I don't want to go" I pleaded he stared back in confusion
"What do you mean why?" he asked concerned
"Because if I go that means there really not coming back and I don't want to believe that" I said crying into his chest.
Once we walked down stairs and got into the car the reality hit me
I couldn't deal with it Trish had been there my whole life and now she was gone I didn't know what to do I had no one to talk to Matt was there but he was dealing with the loss of his brother Jeff.
We got to the funeral car park we all hopped out matt grabbed my hand I returned the gesture by gently squeezing his hand tighter we were each others support cameras were all at the gate trying to get in the paparazzi were everywhere outside the gates.
Everyone just waited catching up with family and friends I stood there saying nothing I held on to Trish's cross necklace real tight memories clicked over and over in my mind
Matt still had his hands around my waist he was talking to his relatives everyone still couldn't believe this happened then Trish's dad Dwayne 'the rock' Johnson walked over
"Lita" he chocked out I looked up with a sympathetic look on my face and hugged him
"My little girl she's gone…did she tell…you what to do with Wyatt?" He asked crying
Wyatt was Trish's son she had him at 15 and the father left her alone to raise their son so she gave him up to her mum to raise Wyatt always knew Trish was his mum he just didn't live with her
"No she didn't sorry" I apologised I said as Dwayne whipped his tears away Wyatt than ran over and hugged me tightly
"Lita lita" He screamed
"Hey little man" I greeted returning the hug
"Mummy's gone" He said crying it broke my heart to see Wyatt like this so I just nodded
The priest than walked out
"its time" He announced as we all headed to the church.