Of The Few

SPENCER

My mom had just been killed in a car accident when they tell me I got to move half way across the country to live with my godfather in Boston. I never met the man in all my 13 years of being alive. I saw pictures of him from my mom's photos but I never knew what her life was like growing up with my godfather, Joe Darley. People my mom knew said I looked like Joe Darley when I was younger but with her green eyes.

I grabbed my bags and left the plane. I walked out to where everyone was waiting for his or her bags from the cargo. I got my duffel bags before I turned to look for my ride. A guy with black and red hair stood in the corner with tattoos running up his neck and I recognized him as Joe.

"Joe Darley?" I asked him and he looked up at me.

"Spencer Martin?" He asked in return. I nodded and stuck out my hand for a handshake. He took my bags and led me to his red mustang. He drove back to his apartment where I was to live for the next five years of my life.

When I got to the door, two other guys were opening the door to meet me, a black guy and a white guy with a baldhead stood there. Tattoos ran up their necks and they looked tough.

"Bodie, Spinks this is Spencer, my god son and Brittany's boy." Joe told them.

"Spencer, this is Bodie and Spinks. They'll be here often so get used to them." Joe added to me. I nodded and followed him to my room. Joe left to give me time to unpack and he went back to the guys in the living room.

JOE

"Where's Billy?" I asked Bodie.

"He's working in Mattapan." Bodie answered.

"How long?" I asked.

"He said maybe a week." Spinks replied.

"Where's Brittany?" Spinks added after a second of silence.

"She's dead cause of some car accident. Her body is in California for her friends out there to see her and then she gets shipped out here for the burial." I answered. Spinks jaw dropped.

"The kid stays until he's 18. I bet we're going to fuck him up by then." Bodie joked. Spinks laughed. We were watching a game of football when Spencer came back out.

SPENCER

I shoved my clothes in my dresser and looked around the plain room. I got bored and I went back out to talk with the guys.

"Tell us about yourself." Joe asked me. I plopped down on the couch.

"Uh? I don't know." I replied.

"Got a girlfriend?" Spinks asked.

"Did but it's been a month or two since I broke up with her." I answered.

"Hobbies?" Bodie asked.

"Getting busted." I told them and they all laughed.

"With what or doing what?" Bodie asked me.

"Messing with teachers, cops, you know." I said. I got a high-five from Spinks.

"I like you. You're just like…" Bodie said before Joe stopped him from finishing his sentence.

"Like who?" I asked but Bodie just glanced at Joe and shrugged it off.

-2 weeks later-

I got into the local school and everything was pretty cool living with Joe. I'd come home and hang out with Bodie and Spinks or I would chase after the girls. I was pretty popular with the girls too but I didn't date them. I had a fan club consisting of several blondes, a few brunettes, and a redhead. Joe talked very little about anything beside the present.

My mom's funeral was today and Joe was really stressed. I got dressed in a tux and the rest of the gang was in slacks and button ups. It was an open casket and my mom looked beautiful with her dark brown hair hanging to her shoulders and curled slightly. Her eyes were closed and her lips were a faint pink and her green dress was very fitted. I kissed her forehead and Joe put his hands on my shoulder. The minister cleared his throat ready to begin when the doors swung open. A tall guy with a baldhead and tattoos up his neck stormed in the church. He walked up to stand next to Joe and nodded at the minister to continue on.

"We are gathered here today in remembrance of Brittany Autumn Martin, a beloved mother and friend to all of us here today. May she forever rest in heaven along side our father, God." He spoke. I looked to the side at the man that just entered. He stood still and stared at the minister almost like he was glaring at the man.

"Now, I would like to welcome Billy Darley, a good friend of Brittany to share some memories of Brittany." The minister said and the man who entered not that long ago walked on stage. He fixed the microphone to be level with him.

"Brittany and I go way back to when we were 7. I soon became her best friend at the age of 9. I promised to protect her from everything and I didn't follow up on that promise after she left at 18. I should of followed her because I didn't think she could do make it out in Los Angeles but she proved me wrong. I remember one day when we were 16, I was really drunk and so was she. We got to spend the weekend in Vegas because of school and we snuck in to some casino. I stole a ring from the shop there and we ran for it with the police at our heels. We got away from them and I looked at her with her face tear stained from laughing. She looked so different at that moment and then somehow I almost ended up getting down on one knee. She took the ring from me and put it on a silver chain that she stole.

"You stole my heart and I'll steal this from you in return." I believed is what she whispered. But she did give it back when we got back to Boston. We began to date causally but nothing serious after this. I never thought I was in love but I knew the moment she took off that I did. I don't know why she left but she did and she never called or spoke to me again." Billy finished. He walked over to her casket.

BILLY

I looked down at Brittany. She changed her hair from dirty blonde to a dark brown. She got a nice tan and she looked like she was healthy. Around her neck hung the necklace from my memory. I put the ring between my index and thumb and rubbed it between them. I pulled on it and the chain broke, I took the ring and chain from her neck.

"Why'd you leave me? We could be off somewhere in New York right now. I guess I wasn't good enough since you had Spencer and his father, I was just a toy to be played with. It's fine with me but just know that I'm not that naïve anymore because of you." I whispered to her. I leaned down to her face and kissed her eyelids. I slipped a note in her hands that lay on her lap.

Brittany,

I'm sorry for everything.

Billy

The note said but it was all wrinkled and from a crumpled piece of paper from when I was 18.

No, I'm sorry for everything.

Was written on the back of the piece of paper in Brittany's handwriting.

I stood up and walked back over to Joe.

"Now we would like to have Spencer Martin, her son share something with us." The minister said. I glanced at the boy as he walked up with his head down. His dirty blonde hair was a mess and his green eyes were strongly locked on the floor.

SPENCER

I walked on stage and glanced at everyone before starting.

"My mom enjoyed life. She talked about some of you all the time to me. I knew you all by faces back home and she loved telling me stories about her times here in Boston. Even she would talk about how she missed the winters in Boston to her friends in California. My mom had me young but she did everything to provide for me since my father wasn't there. She worked two jobs to give me the life she didn't have. The last thing she told me as she pushed me out of the car was about my father.

"He lives in Boston…This is him." She choked out before she handed me a picture of a man in his teen years leaning against a black mustang. He's got dirty blonde hair that is styled up and a cigarette in his mouth and a huge ass smile on his face. I look at this picture everyday thinking about who is he and where is he right now. I just hope he knows that she loved him until the day she died." I said looking at my father standing in the crowd of people.

JOE

Spencer came down from the stage and a few others shared some memories. Everyone drove to the cemetery where she would forever rest. Spencer didn't say anything the whole car ride there. He stood there when everyone else slowly went up to touch her casket one last time before they lowered it down six feet deep. I walked over with my white rose. I set my hand shakily against the soft wood.

"Did it hurt when you died? I bet it did but you're a strong girl so maybe it didn't hurt you. I'm sure nothing did hurt you ever but I hope that if there is a heaven, it's where you are and not in hell. I promise to take care of Spencer for you, you've done such a good job already with him, Brittany. I'll always love you like a sister." I whispered to her casket. I leaned down and kissed the wood of the casket but in my head, I pictured that I was kissing her on the forehead.

"Goodbye Brittany." I murmured into the wood before I stood back up and walked away to stand under a tree and watch the others say their final goodbye.

BODIE

I walked over to Brittany's casket after Joe left. I carefully placed the white rose on top of the casket and I then kissed my palm. I pressed my palm to her casket.

"I never thought you would be dead since you never gave up. But look where I am now. I promise to give Spencer hell when he starts dating for you, baby sis. Why did you have to die? I mean you didn't deserve it. I'm sorry that I never called you after you left to make sure you were okay. I'm sorry about your car even if that was 14 years ago but still I never got to say sorry." I told Brittany's casket. I walked over to stand next to Joe where we shared a cigarette.

SPENCER

I slowly made it up to my mom's casket with my knees shaking. I tightened my grip on the white rose in my hand and set my hand that was holding the rose on top of the casket. I leaned my head down on the casket and let my tears fall down on her casket.

"Mom, I miss you being there for me. I miss my friends and California. I miss your laugh when I made a joke or did something funny. I miss when you would stare me down when I came home in trouble. I miss you're cooking and I miss you telling me all about your childhood. I miss your voice and smile. I miss when you would hug me and never let go because I felt safe. I miss all your quirks and I just want you back. Joe's great and all but he's not you mom." I whispered while letting the tears fall down my face. I lifted my head and let go on the white rose so it lay on the casket. I placed both hands on her casket.

"I'll love you forever and always mom. See you soon but goodbye for now." I whispered and blew her casket a kiss. I stood up and walked to the side with my head down.

BILLY

I watched Spencer go off to the side and I went up to her casket holding my rose for her. I lifted my hand from my side to place it on her casket.

"I don't know if you still loved me when you left but I know that I wish you never did. I don't know why I didn't follow you but I just didn't think that you had that much control of me. I told myself that I wasn't going to let a girl hold me down but you did. I planned on leaving Bones in Boston even after you were gone, I still was going to leave. Then, I got into just getting wasted to get rid of the pain and I agreed to work for Bones. He made me his dealer and it made me forget you. I fucked girls that reminded me of you because I was so in love with you. I overheard the day you died when they called Joe and I ran. I lied to the guys saying I was on business but I really just ran from the truth of you dead. I couldn't picture you all shot up or cold and dead. I almost missed this because I didn't want to see you all dead but I knew that I had to. I had to see you one last time." I told Brittany. I set the rose down and patted the casket before I walked away. I watched as they lowered her coffin down six feet. I watched as Spencer lost it, he ran for his mom's coffin as it was almost six feet deep.