Chapter 3: The Funeral
Disclaimer: Jazz is my oc. Showtunediva and I don't own the Legally Blonde characters.
Jazz stood against the wall in the funeral home gnawing on her top lip trying not to look at the coffins which seemed nailed shut. Whenever people walked up to her to talk, she'd simply nod like she was listening-which wasn't a total lie. She was. But how was "I'm sorry for your loss" supposed to make her feel better.
After a while, she grabbed her bag and walked outside and sat on the funeral home steps. She let out (yet another) crying spell before pulling her book. She was reading until her eyes got to one quote
"My feet they are sore and my limbs they are weary;
Long is the way, and the mountains are wild;
Soon will the twilight close moonless and dreary
Over the path of the poor orphan child"
Jazz clutched her copy of Jane Eyre so tightly her knuckles turned white and she's surprised the book didn't rip in half.
She jumped as she heard the door open, and quickly shoved her book in her bag and stood. She did want to seem impolite.
She watched as people filed past before a woman in what seed to be fashionable funeral attire stopped in front of her.
"Are you Jasmine Forrest, dahling?"
"It's Jazz and yes."
"I'm Rachel Woods, your new grandmumsy"
Grandmumsy? Jazz thought but simply smiled a polite smile. "It's nice to meet you." She said
After the funeral had ended, she found herself sitting stiffly in her uncle's car. She vaguely heard her aunt calling her name until someone waved a hand in her face "Huh? What?" she asked
"I asked if you're ok with it." Elle said
"Ok with….what?"
"Going to my parents house this week for dinner."
Jazz shrugged "I guess"
Elle nodded and turned back around as Jazz sighed. Ready as I'll ever be…..I just hope some of Aunt Elle's friends are there too.