The MistakeChapter Three
**Hey sorry for not updating in awhile. Just kinda been working on other things. Thanks for the reviews! I know Feeny was sort of ooc but I'll try to keep them all in! BTW, this chapter is going to go quick Its gonna be half the kids/half the funeral, because I want to get to the better parts.**
(Upstairs, with all the kids)
Eric held Morgan tightly in his arms. Shawn held Joshua. Cory sat at his desk, staring into space. It was silent, the only noise was the animal noises outside. "Uh, Cor, have you tried to call Topanga?" Shawn suggested. Cory shook his head and walked to his parent's room. He saw their wedding picture and collasped on the bed, crying.
Shawn came in, hands free of Joshua. "Cory," SHawn mumbled. He sat next to him. "Can you dial for me?" Cory asked. He wiped his face. "I can't believe this. THey were..." he started crying again, "just suppose to be celebrating their anniversary. NOTHING else."
Shawn didn't answer. He didn't know how to. Instead, he dialed Topanga's number. On the fifth ring, a tired-sounding Topanga answered it. "Hello?" she mumbled. "Topanga..." SHawn trailed off. Topanga snapped awake. She knew it was something horrible, both because of the time and Shawn's tone of voice. "Here's Cory," Shawn finished.
Cory wiped his face on his shirt and took the phone. "Topanga..It's my parents..." Cory said, sobbing loudly now. "I'll be over there," Topanga said, her eyes already becoming wet.
______ (4 days later, the Funeral)
The small chapel was filled. Lining the front few rows were Joshua, Morgan, Cory, Topanga, Eric, Turner, Feeny and the kids' grandparents. Following them were Uncles, Aunts, cousins, and then some of ERic and Cory's friends, and then mostly Matthews' friends. Alan's friend, Father Joseph, delivered the eulogy. Cory couldn't tear his eyes from the two chesnut brown caskets in front of him. Amy and Alan couldn'y even have open caskets; the kids never would get to see them again.
From the chapel they were to a large cemetary, called Johnson Memorial. They stood around the two caskets while Father Joseph continued talking. Cory had droaned him out a long time ago. He was worried about where they were going to go, as selfish as that sounded. He had heard Feeny talking to Turner about social workers already showing up.
_____Funeral's End (I'm sorry this is rushed, but, again, I want to get to the better parts)
The funeral ended and they headed home. Well, to Turner's apartment. Feeny also came. "Can you guys go to my room?" Turner asked, "Mr. Feeny and I need to talk."
Topanga had came, too, and was holding Joshua, as they headed to Turner's room. "When can we see mommy and daddy again?" Morgan asked. "Shut up, Morgan," Cory snapped, "they're not coming back!"
Morgan pouted and put her head in Eric's lap, sucking her thumb. "Don't snap at her, Cory," Topanga said, pulling Cory closer to her. "We're orphans. What don't you understand about that?" Cory demanded of everyone. Shawn tried to lighten the moment by saying, "Hey being an orphan isn't so bad. You won't get grounded anymore." but no one failed to see the humor so he just quieted.
Turner and Feeny walked in. Both looked like a wreck, with tear-stained faces, heavy bags under their eyes and tosseled hair. "We've come to the custody situation. They aren't final, of course, because we have to discuss them with your family and social workers, but this is what we believe it will be like..."
**Hey sorry for not updating in awhile. Just kinda been working on other things. Thanks for the reviews! I know Feeny was sort of ooc but I'll try to keep them all in! BTW, this chapter is going to go quick Its gonna be half the kids/half the funeral, because I want to get to the better parts.**
(Upstairs, with all the kids)
Eric held Morgan tightly in his arms. Shawn held Joshua. Cory sat at his desk, staring into space. It was silent, the only noise was the animal noises outside. "Uh, Cor, have you tried to call Topanga?" Shawn suggested. Cory shook his head and walked to his parent's room. He saw their wedding picture and collasped on the bed, crying.
Shawn came in, hands free of Joshua. "Cory," SHawn mumbled. He sat next to him. "Can you dial for me?" Cory asked. He wiped his face. "I can't believe this. THey were..." he started crying again, "just suppose to be celebrating their anniversary. NOTHING else."
Shawn didn't answer. He didn't know how to. Instead, he dialed Topanga's number. On the fifth ring, a tired-sounding Topanga answered it. "Hello?" she mumbled. "Topanga..." SHawn trailed off. Topanga snapped awake. She knew it was something horrible, both because of the time and Shawn's tone of voice. "Here's Cory," Shawn finished.
Cory wiped his face on his shirt and took the phone. "Topanga..It's my parents..." Cory said, sobbing loudly now. "I'll be over there," Topanga said, her eyes already becoming wet.
______ (4 days later, the Funeral)
The small chapel was filled. Lining the front few rows were Joshua, Morgan, Cory, Topanga, Eric, Turner, Feeny and the kids' grandparents. Following them were Uncles, Aunts, cousins, and then some of ERic and Cory's friends, and then mostly Matthews' friends. Alan's friend, Father Joseph, delivered the eulogy. Cory couldn't tear his eyes from the two chesnut brown caskets in front of him. Amy and Alan couldn'y even have open caskets; the kids never would get to see them again.
From the chapel they were to a large cemetary, called Johnson Memorial. They stood around the two caskets while Father Joseph continued talking. Cory had droaned him out a long time ago. He was worried about where they were going to go, as selfish as that sounded. He had heard Feeny talking to Turner about social workers already showing up.
_____Funeral's End (I'm sorry this is rushed, but, again, I want to get to the better parts)
The funeral ended and they headed home. Well, to Turner's apartment. Feeny also came. "Can you guys go to my room?" Turner asked, "Mr. Feeny and I need to talk."
Topanga had came, too, and was holding Joshua, as they headed to Turner's room. "When can we see mommy and daddy again?" Morgan asked. "Shut up, Morgan," Cory snapped, "they're not coming back!"
Morgan pouted and put her head in Eric's lap, sucking her thumb. "Don't snap at her, Cory," Topanga said, pulling Cory closer to her. "We're orphans. What don't you understand about that?" Cory demanded of everyone. Shawn tried to lighten the moment by saying, "Hey being an orphan isn't so bad. You won't get grounded anymore." but no one failed to see the humor so he just quieted.
Turner and Feeny walked in. Both looked like a wreck, with tear-stained faces, heavy bags under their eyes and tosseled hair. "We've come to the custody situation. They aren't final, of course, because we have to discuss them with your family and social workers, but this is what we believe it will be like..."