23. The Funeral & Amy

Rosalie's POV

"Are you ready to go Em?" I yelled, towards the stairs.

We were all downstairs, getting car keys, bag etc.

Our funeral-wear was simple- Esme, Alice, Bella and I wear dresses, and Carlisle, Edward, Emmett and Jasper wore suits. (A/N: See outfits on Profile.) Nessie and Jake weren't invited, only because they didn't actually know Sarah and her parents.

I heard clomping down stairs. We all turned, to see Em walking down the stairs in his little black suit and tie. We all awwwwwed, but remembered, this was not a happy occasion.

He walked to all of us, then headed for the door. We all followed him.

Emmett wanted to make a speech, but thought he'd probably cry on stage.

Of course Alice picked the outfits. She hates us all wearing black, but, she said for this occasion, black was a must-have.

I sighed as we all piled into Carlisle's Mercedes.

The Funeral was being held at Forks Cementary, by her Aunty and Uncle. Everyone was going to be there: Sarah's friends, and family. Even teachers for Forks Elementary were going.

We drove the familiar route to Sarah's house. The last time we'd been here, Em was saying goodbye to her—For the last time. I think that's what upset him the most.

We parked on the narrow road, just as everyone else was getting there.

Emmett got out of the car and ran to his next closest friend, Amy (A/N: For you guys who don't remember, she was at Sarah's pool party. RIP Sarah). She was crying, as were the rest of his friends.

It looked like it was about to rain. Uh oh. . .

Everybody looked warily up at the sky. The clouds were a deathly greyish-black.

There wasn't one flash of colour in this whole cementary. Everyone was wearing black, or grey. That's depressing.

Everyone stared at us, at our beauty I guessed.

I looked over to where Em and his friends were. They were all huddled into a group, crying, and hugging.

I sighed, and the rest of the family watched as the group of friends made the wrong kind of reunion.

I walked to Em, and tapped his shoulder. His face was wet from crying. "Its time to go and sit down."

He nodded, and smiled at his friends. They left with their families.

Esme and I held Em's hand as we walked to the burial ground.

"I hate funerals." Emmett whispered. Esme and I looked at each other, with nothing but worry on our perfect faces.

We all walked close together, passing by the sobbing families.

The burial plot was in the middle of the graveyard. (A/N: See graveyard on profile.) It was easy to tell because of the HUGE crowd of people.

My throat burned a little bit as I looked at the people around me. I hadn't hunted in a while.

I pulled Em and Esme to some fold up chairs, and took a seat in between Bella and Emmett.

Bella and I exchanged glances every time we heard Emmett let out a sob.

We all heard trumpets, and stood up.

There were 3 holes in front of us, the perfect size for coffins.

I heard the engines of cars coming down the long driveway from the other side of the Cemetary.

The coffins were coming.

Everybody turned their heads, and saw the cars coming. Emmett cringed into side. I wrapped my arm around his shoulder.

The 3 cars were getting closer, until they stopped just in front of us.

Em didn't actually know that there were no bodies in the coffin. We decided not to tell him that part.

First was a long coffin. I assumed this was Sarah's Father's.

Emmett cried, putting his face in his hands.

The coffin bearers lifted the coffin out, and began walking towards the crowd.

I heard sobs going on around me, and I found it hard to keep it together myself.

It took 5 minutes to walk the coffin to the plot. They hooked it to the crane, and it lowered the coffin into the plot.

The priest was blessing the coffin, as his family mourned.

I heard another on coming car. Next was Sarah's Mother.

The car drove down the lane, getting closer and closer to us.

Em cringed again. I knew that this sadness was nothing compared to what his reaction would be to Sarah's coffin.

The bearers lifted the coffin out of the car again.

The bearers had straight faces, as they walked along the path, and hooked the coffin to the crane.

The priest began to bless again, and Carlisle crossed his heart.

The families continued to sob.

I heard the third car's engine.

Emmett broke out into sobs this time.

The car drove down the long pathway, reaching us a lot faster than the others did.

The bearers got out of the car, and began to lift the coffin out. It was only a metre and a half long.

I hid my face into Emmett's neck. I couldn't even bare to see this. I don't think any of us could. Esme started to cry tearless sobs.

The small coffin got walked down the path.

"I didn't. . .even. .. get to say. . .goodbye." Emmett said between sobs.

I hushed him. "Shhh. . .Honey, don't cry."

He let out a loud sob, and the whole family looked at him with pain, and sadness in their eyes.

The coffin was now getting lifted into the plot.

"Goodbye Sarah. . .Forever." Emmett sobbed into my neck.

I started to sob myself. Not over Sarah, but, over Emmett's pain.

"Oh Baby. . ." I whispered, and rubbed his tears off his face.

I heard louder sobs coming from the families around us.

The priest blessed her, and people threw flowers into onto all the coffins.

Amy was one of them. She threw Daffodils, Sarah's favourite flower.

Amy had shoulder length light Chestnut hair, with pale skin. She was quite short. About 4'6. She was wearing a knee length black dress, and had Chestnut eyes to match her hair.

She sobbed as she threw the flowers. She than looked back at Em, with her eyes glazed over. She surprised me when she ran awkwardly threw all the fold up chairs, and threw her arms around Em. She actually more tripped into Em. She was clumsy. Just like Bella used to be. Edward chuckled.

She cried into Emmett shoulder, and he did the same to her.

"Oh Em. . ." she cried. "I've missed you a lot."

Emmett nodded. "So have I."

They both cried again. They made a very nice couple.

See normally I'd be jealous of them. But, I knew, Em and I would end up together sometime.

"I think we should leave," Carlisle sighed. "To give Emmett some space."

" Don't leave me." Amy cried.

"Maybe you could come with us Amy." Esme said, and rubbed her back soothingly.

"Really?" she said, her eyes wide.

"Sure."

She got off Emmett, and ran to her parents. She tripped on her own feet a couple of times before actually getting there.

"Mom, Dad. Can I go to Em's now? I don't want to stay here anymore, its too sad." she whispered to her parents.

They nodded. "If that's what you want. Back by 6 okay?" he Dad said.

Amy nodded, then ran back to us, with a smile. I think Jasper had a part in that happiness.

"He actually didn't." Edward laughed.

We all stood up, and headed for our car. Emmett and Amy had their arms around each other.

They both stopped, and blew kisses towards the direction Sarah's burial plot.

I smiled at them.

At least they have each other I guess. . .

I could see the car in the distance now. I looked back at Emand Amy, who were whispering to each other, and were very close together.

Could this be Em's new love interest?

I yanked the handle of the door open, and nearly pulled it fully off.

Emmett's POV

Amy and I walked very close together towards the car, with the family in front of us. Rosie kept on looking back at us.

"I feel like this is my fault." Amy whispered. Our faces were very close together.

"Why?"

"If Sarah had off stayed at my house a little longer, than she wouldn't have gone to dinner."

I sighed. "Of course its not your fault. My Mom always says, if the crash didn't kill her"—I winced—"Then fate would have found another thing to do the job." I whispered.

"I suppose. . .I'm glad I have you Em." She smiled at me. "You're my best friend."

"Me too." I was mostly agreeing to the first point. I didn't want to hurt Rosie.

But Amy was definitely a very, very good friend.

We both climbed into the car, hand-in-hand.

I sat in between Rosie and Amy.

I felt happy that I had Amy. Its not that I was replacing Sarah—It was just good to. . .Have someone besides my family.

I sat in silence with Amy. I looked at her face. . .She was very pretty, just like Rosie. Warm feeling. . . But for which one?

The mood had changed fast since the funeral. I think Jaz had a part in that. . .

He winked at me from the front seat.

We pulled up outside the house, and Amy and I got out. Carlisle and Esme were whispering to each other, and Alice and Jaz were doing the same.

Edward, Bell, and Rosie were the only sane people here.

Carlisle opened the door, and we all stepped inside.

"This is a beautiful house Mr and Mrs Cullen." Amy sniffed.

"Thankyou. You can call us Carlisle and Esme." Esme smiled. I could tell she really liked Amy.

We walked up stairs together. I can't believe Amy's never been to my house.

"This is my room. . ." I said nervously.

She looked around with wide eyes. Why oh why do I still have a Star Wars bed spread?

She giggled at it. I huffed, and smiled awkwardly.

"That's a cute bear," she said, and reached for it. "What's its name?"

"Uh. . .Buggles. Rosie gave it to me when I was 4. It was her when she was little" In 1920. I thought.

Amy smiled. Not in a jealous way.

"Cute." she smiled.

It started to pour down rain outside. There goes my idea of taking Amy to the tree house.

She sat on my bed, and patted the spot next to her. I walked over.

"That was a really sad funeral." We both said, and laughed.

"Do you think Sarah will mind me being here?" Amy whispered.

What?

"Huh?" I gawked.

"You and her were sorta. . ." Amy said timidly. "Together?"

"Uh. . .we weren't. She was just my best friend," I said, fast. "She won't mind you being here at all."

She nodded, and smiled. "I really don't wanna go home,"

"Why?" I creased my eyebrows together.

"There fighting. A lot."

" Oh. . ." I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "It gonna be ok you know."

"Mmmm. . ." she murmured.

"You could spend the night here?" I suggested. "We have room!"

She nodded. "I'd have to ring my parents, and will your parents mind?"

"Probably not."

With that we both ran down stairs, to ask about my first sleepover. . .

That was very sad eh. . .:( Amy's cute though.

Amy is actually based on one of my besties Amy Nicholson. . .She looks how I described her! Review!

love u all xx