Here is Chapter 3! Please review and if I get some I will post another chapter soon! This chapter is going to be a couple different point of views.
Brook's POV
The week went by agonizingly slow. Today is the funeral. I get up and pick out my clothes for the day I have been dreading all week. I walk into my closet and pick my black, lacy, short sleeved dress that goes down to about mid-thigh. I pick out a pair of black ankle boots to wear with it. I put on the clothes and look in the mirror. Something seemed to be missing. I looked in my jewelry box and found my gold heart necklace that Allie had given me for my birthday a few years ago. I put it on and stare at it for a few moments thinking of all the memories I had with her. Then I go to the bathroom to curl my hair and do my make up quickly. Logan drove my mom and I to the church. They dropped me at the front and went to find a place to park the car. I entered to vestibule and saw Allison's family. Mrs. Dilaurentis approached me first.
"Oh Brook, look how beautiful you are." She greeted me. I could see that sadness in her blue eyes. Her eyes were once bright and full of life, but now they are cold and mournful.
"Oh...Um thanks Mrs. Dilaurentis."
"No, Thank you," She said. I looked at her confused as to why she was thanking me. "You were such a good friend to Allison. You were always there for her no matter what, so thank you." I gave her a sad smile.
"I'm so sorry for your loss." I replied, unsure of what to say.
"Thank you. Why don't you go sit with the other girls. I saved seats for you in the front." With that she turned and began talking to somebody else.
I started to enter the church when I felt a hand grab my wrist to keep me from leaving. I slowly turned around and came face to face with Jason Dilaurentis. He was staring at me with his beautiful blue eyes that were full of grief and sorrow. We just stared at each other for a few moments. His blue eyes staring into my hazel ones. In the back of my mind I heard Allie's voice You know Jason has had a crush on you since the seventh grade. Yeah when she said that she freaked me out, but I would be lying if I said that I wasn't attracted to him. There was something about him. I don't know if its because he is mysterious or what but something has always drawn me to him. Anyway we were just staring at each other. Him with an expression of trying to figure me out. Like I'm the most interesting mystery that has to be solved. He was reading into every one of my movements and my facial expressions. He finally broke the silence.
"Hey" he said sadly.
"Um... Hi, I know its stupid of me to ask, but are you okay?" I asked with a hint of worry becoming apparent on my face. He gave me a sad smile.
"I guess I'm as good as I can be in this situation. I'm still trying to wrap my head around all this, you know?" He asked.
"Ya I know what you mean. I think its gonna take me awhile to completely come to terms with this." I agreed.
"Ya." That's it? That's all he had to say. Still a man of few words. He was back to staring at me, trying to figure out what I was feeling I guess. He always used to be able to read me like an open book.
"Brook, are you ready to go in?" Hanna asked. I jumped a little at the sound of her voice behind me. I could have sworn I saw Jason smirk when I jumped.
"Umm... Ya I'll be right there." I turned back to Jason. "Uh... I'm gonna go in, but I'll talk to you after." I said and turned to leave.
"Alright Brooky. See you later." He said in a really sexy voice. I couldn't help the blush that came to my cheeks. I hadn't heard him call me that in more than a year. I always thought it was cute when he called me by my nickname. I went in and sat with my friends. This was gonna be a long service.
Jason's POV
Today was the day. The day the my baby sister would be laid to rest. This past week had been draining and I have been dreading this day for a long time. Its no secret that Allie and I weren't close as we got older, but when we were younger we had a pretty good relationship. Looking at the pictures on my dresser one stands out. It was a picture of Allie and I at the beach in California. I think that is one of the happier memories I had with her as we got older. That was one of the many vacations we took with Logan and Brooklyn's family. Our families had been close friends for a long time. The picture was a snapshot of me giving Allie a piggyback ride. If I remember correctly it was Brook who took that picture. That was a rare moment when my sister and I were actually getting along. Ever since she went missing I have come to miss her a lot. After the night of her disappearance I went to rehab to kick my drug and alcohol problems. Its because of them I don't remember a thing that happened that night.
Getting ready for the funeral is difficult. I put on my black suit and blue tie. My parents and I left the house to get to the church early. My parents are both torn up over this. I know in their hearts the feel that they lost the wrong kid. Not even 5 minutes after we arrived at the church others started to arrive. They greeted us. Saying thinks like "I'm sorry for you're loss." and all that crap. It wasn't until she walked in that I started paying attention. She was over talking to my mom and I couldn't help but take in her beauty. She had changed a lot since the last time I saw her. Her long auburn red hair that she used to straighten all the time was now curly. She is a bit taller and I can't help but check out her body. She looks amazing, she is even more beautiful than last time I saw her. If that's even possible. I saw her start to walk in when I made a split second decision and grabbed her arm. She turned around and her beautiful hazel eyes met my cold blue ones. She may have changed, but her eyes were the same. They still held warmth when she looked at me, but there was sorrow in them to. Just by looking at her I could tell what she was feeling, but not really what she was thinking. She was like a puzzle that I would never find the last piece to. I finally found the courage to speak.
"Hey." I said. My heart started beating faster and faster.
"Umm... Hi. I know it's stupid of me to ask, but are you okay?" she asked with worry written all over her face. I was touched that she actually seemed to care how I was doing. Nobody else seemed to.
"I guess I'm as good as I can be in this situation. I'm still trying to wrap my head around all this, you know?" I asked. Its true I was still trying to get over the shock of it all. I can't believe my little sister in never coming back. I'm trying to be strong on the outside, but on the inside I'm devastated.
"Ya I know what you mean. I think its gonna take me awhile to completely come to terms with this." she agreed. I know how hard this must be for her. Hell she and Allie were more like sisters than best friends.
"Ya." I said.I always wondered why Brook was friends with Allison. Allison could be so manipulative sometimes. Hell she found out about my crush on Brook and told her, but I don't think Brook believed it. Yes, I had, no still have a crush on Brook. I know it may sound weird, but I feel like she is the only one that understands me. Everything about her draws me in. I was about to say something else when Hanna interrupted and asked Brook to come in. I couldn't help but smirk when I saw her jump. She must have been really focused on something right before Hanna came over. Brook turned to me.
"Uh... I'm gonna go in, but I'll talk to you after." she said quickly and started to walk away.
"Alright Brooky. See you later." I said flirtatiously. I know I really shouldn't be doing this at my sister's funeral, but I could have sworn I saw her blush as she walked away.
There was a while until the service actually began.
"Jason." I looked up to see who said my name. Logan. He still looked the same, just more muscular, but he is a marine so I should have expected that.
"Logan, it has been a while. How've you been?" I greeted. I should have known if Brook was here he would be too. Don't get me wrong he my best friend, but if he ever found out that I have a crush on Brook he would kill me. He is extremely protective of her.
"Ok I guess. Never mind me, how are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm ok." I said unconvincingly.
"Cut the crap and tell me the truth." He exclaimed. He always knew when I was lying.
"Fine, I'm a mess. My little sister is never coming back, and if I was more like you she might still be here." I told him truthfully. I felt so guilty.
"Hey, do not blame yourself for this, it is not your fault. I just can't even imagine what you are feeling though. I can't imagine how I would feel if I lost Brook. But if you ever need someone to talk to, I'll be there for you, man." He gave me a sad smile and walked in. I always admired him when we were teenagers. The service is about to begin, so I walk in and take my seat.
(Brook's POV)
The service was nice, but the whole time I felt like I was having an out of body experience. I didn't cry, I think I am out of tears. Hanna, Spencer, Aria, Emily, and I all sat together. There were various speeches by Allie's family. After her family spoke they invited anyone that wanted to say something to come up and speak. I wasn't going to, there was no way I could, it would be to painful. I was shocked to see who stood up and went to make a speech. Logan.
"Hey everybody. I'm Logan for those of you that don't know me. Anyway, Allison was my best friend's little sister, as well as my little sister's best friend. Allie was always so full of life and energy. In a way she was like another little sister to me because we all spent so much time together." He started. He was staring at me while he was speaking.
"I remember going on vacations with her family. We all got along great and had the best time together. Allie always used to make fun of me, but it was all good natured. She spoke the truth even when it was hard to hear, and I respected that about her. She died way to young and I will miss her." He finished in a whisper.
He went over to the music stand where the musicians were playing and asked to barrow a guitar. "Allie always loved it when my sister and I would sing for her, so I thought we could share this with you guys today. Brook can you come up her?" He asked.
I was shocked. Why was he doing this to me? I hadn't been able to bring myself to sing since our step dad died. (I will get into that later.) Singing was more of a hidden talent for me here in Rosewood. The only one that really knew was Allie. Slowly I sttod up and made my way to Logan.
He whispered the song in my ear and he started to play and I started to sing.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh, uh oh
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh,
And life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, oh well
I've had just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, oh well
I've had just enough time
And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holdin' my hand,
There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by...
...the sharp knife of a short life, oh well?
I've had just enough time
So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh, no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (oh, uh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save 'em for a time when you're really gonna need 'em, oh
The sharp knife of a short life, oh well
I've had just enough time
So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls. I finished and there was applause.
I went and sat back down and the service continued a while longer. Then we went to the cemetery where she was laid to rest. Her family and us girls put a handful of dir into the hole. Then it was over. Allie was gone. All us girls grouped together and talked for a while when we were approached by a detective.
"Hello girls, my name is Detective Wilden. And I am gonna be investigating the murder of Allison Dilaurentis. I'm going to uncover what really happened that summer and as of right now you are all persons of interest." he said. Then he turned around and left.
"Wait we already told them all we knew about that night, so why are we suspects?" Hanna asked.
"Cause now instead of it being a missing person investigation its a murder." Spencer said. Not even a second later all our phones simultaneously rang. We read the text out loud it said : I'm still here bitches, and I know everything. ~A
Ok so that was chapter 3. Sorry it took a while to get up. Please Review. The more reviews I get the faster I will post. Sorry this chapter was kinda long but I felt like I needed to include all of this so ya. Review Please!