Chapter 2
Approximately 5 chapters. Yeah.
DISCLAIMER: I may not be Stephanie Meyer, but my dog can see dead people. At least I think that's why she barks at the wall...
The funeral is today. I'm in a plain black dress. Black converse, which pissed off Alice. I also refused the black veil which made her go on a rampage and I had to lock myself in the bathroom for over half an hour before she gave up. I cried.
I didn't put on any make-up-another thing Alice seemed to freak out over-but I knew I was going to let loose the water works, so why bother looking nice? Exactly.
Jasper gave me a glare when I exited the bathroom and asked why I couldn't just relent. I didn't answer him, just walked away.
It seemed to shock him. Or piss him off further. I don't know.
Esme burst into our-my-house.
I keep slipping.
Only I live here now.
Esme and Alice greet the other, but then Esme starts to cry, which triggers Alice and I make a bee-line for the bathroom again.
They figured out how to pick my bedroom lock.
When paying for the funeral, I also paid for my future burial. The whole thing is set and all I have to do is die now.
That shouldn't be a problem.