Leah's POV

Sam had done all the hard stuff. That shows how much he loves me.. He went to identify the bodys and helped me set up all the funeral arrangements.. I really didn't have to do anything except put on the black clothes and go.. Now I stood here, crying of chores, in front of my black nit dress and black leggings.. My jacket was white and my shoes (ballet flats, I couldn't take heels today) were black and white.

I didn't want to get dressed. I didn't want to move.. But I knew I had to....

"Leah, can I come in?" He asked.

"Yeah."

He came in, wearing his black tux.. "Gr. Leah get dressed. Sam will be here soon." He turned out of my room and strode away, angry.

I obeyed him, and as I was slipping my ballet flats on I heard the front door open. It was Sam... Sam didn't knock anymore, there wasn't any point. No one to fool here... That made my eyes fill up again.

I wiped under my eyes, frowning at the dark smudges on my finger.. I hate mascara... It's so hard to cry!

Grabbing my brush, I went downstairs, running the brush through my black hair as I went. Sam was sitting in a chair waiting.. Seth must have told him I was still not ready... I went over to him, throwing the brush to the side.. He stood up and hugged me, tightly.

"Sorry, Leah." He said.

"I love you."

"And I you."

Seth came down the stairs and went to the door. "Let's go... We're going to be late."

"Yeah, come on, Leah." Sam said, dropping his arms, but taking my hand instead.

I fallowed in silence, and sat down in the passenger seat with Sam beside me.

The drive was quiet, but when we arrived at the church Sam kissed the back of my hand. Then he opened his door, got out, and walked around the car... He opened my door and took my hand, helping me out of his car.

Seth walked beside me, his expression broken.

Sam led us into the little church, and we sat down in the first pew..

Charlie was there in the back with Bella at her side.. I saw Jacob and his dad... Sam's mom came over and sat behind him, patting his shoulder.

The servece was short, and after we fallowed the preacher outside where we all stood around the grave... Jake's dad rolled up to me, frowning.. "So, so sorry Leah, Seth."

Jake fallowed his dad and hugged me, then Seth. "Sorry, guys." He murmured, before rolling his dad away.

After them, Charlie came up to me and kissed my forehead. "Oh, Leah." He said. "I'm sorry about your mom and dad."

"Thanks for coming Charlie.. Dad would've wanted you here." I managed and he smiled, before turning to shake Seth's hand. His daughter took his place and smiled at me.

"You'll be okay, Leah. I know you will." She said, hugging me.

"Thanks Bells." She turned away and Sam's mom hugged me..

"It'll be okay, Leah." She promised.

And as Sam led Seth and I back to the car, I knew that it would be okay.. Sam would take care of me, and I would try to take care of him and Seth.

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At home Seth went straight to his room having not said anything the whole ride home..

"You think he's alright?" Sam asked.

"I don't know.. I'll give him time." I told him.

"Alright.." He whispered, running his fingers down my face.. "I love you." He said, kissing my jaw.... "It'll be okay.. I'll take care of you." He promised.

I know, I know way short!! Sorry. I just wanted the funeral to have a chapter to itself... :) I didn't want to drag it out, but it seemed fitting to have it be a chapter to itself.. :) Thanks for reading, now why don't you review? :)

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