I am actually crying right now. It's the end. But there's a sequel! What I was thinking was giving you the long goodbyes and speeches after the chapter, so at the bottom then giving you the sequel details in chapter 31. So, skip this and enjoy!
****Five Years Later****
Today was a dark and gloomy, rainy day. I fixed my black hat with nettting over the face on my head. I straightened my blazer and smoothed my dress. I wiped my black pumps and patted my knee. A sleep Scarlett, holding her sister's hand came walking in.
"Mommy, when will you be back?" She asked. I kneel and look at her beautiful face. I cupped her cheek and my other hand cupped Kristyn Raquel Anastasia's gorgeous face.
"Soon, my girls." I kissed their heads. Nate got out of the bathroom and hugged them. "Mommy and Daddy love you." I said, kissing their cheeks. I let the babysitter take them back to their bedrooms and Nate and I made our way down to Matthew's bedroom. He was up, reading a storybook. He had just learned how to read and we were very proud of him.
"Hey." He said, his brown-blonde hair sweeping across his face. "I promise I will go to bed early today." He said. Nate chuckled and sat on his bed and pulled me onto his lap.
"Stay up but not past 9." He said, ruffling his hair.
"Not the hair!" Matt groaned. I laughed. He was a spitting image of me but with blue eyes and traits from his father.
"I love you, Matthew Isiah." I told him, stroking his cheek.
"And I love you, too Mom and Dad." He replied. He brought us in for a hug and leaned back, picking up his book again. "Don't let Mom cry too much, Daddy. And tell Great Uncle to have fun in heaven." He said. I smiled and nodded.
I stood up with Nate and he promised our son. "We'll be back soon." He said. Matt nodded and waved as I closed the door. "Come on." He took my hand and led me downstairs. I got my clutch in the process and waited till he got the car keys and umbrella.
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"Dearly beloved, we are gathered today to send a wonderful man up into the Heavens." The priest said. I held Mom's hand as she sobbed. I watch as Grandma Rachel hung onto Grandpa Karl, crying her eyes out. Aunt Mia held Benjamin's hand, tightly as she cried. A few tears slipped down my face now and then. I looked around and found Aunt Renée crying but trying to keep her composure.
I looked at my other side and saw Jesse. He stood there, looking down at the casket. Nate patted his shoulder and put his other arm around my shoulders. "Now we will have his wife to say a few words." The priest said. Aunt Mia made her way to the podium and sighed heavily.
"Bryan was a great man. Everybody loved him. He was a good cop. He was a good husband. And a great father. I also know that he was a great brother and uncle and son because I never did hear one bad thing about him from his family's mouths. I still remember when we met thirty years ago. He was the older dashing smile guy and I was that average girl. He saved my life." She was sobbing by now. Mom went up to the podium and held her. She had to finish her speech. "Then we got married and had a wonderful son. We both wished we could have had more children but we knew that we were just fine with Benjamin. God, I miss you Bry..." She breathed out.
Her and Mom stepped off the podium and sat down. "Now a few words from Hilary Duffield-Cooper and Caitlyn Wynwood-Gray." Hilary and I stood up and made our ways to the podium. I cleared my throat and started talking.
"Uncle Bryan was a great man. I loved him so much. He taught me all the things my own father didn't teach me. He was more than an Uncle. He was a father figure." I said. Hilary held my hand and smiled sadly.
"We may have lost Uncle Bryan himself but his presence and memory will forever be with us. We will hear his great laugh in the wind and feel his warm arms around us in our dreams. But his presence will forever be there. We love you Uncle B." Hilary finished. We left the podium and sat back down on our seats.
Mom and Aunt Renée went up. "Bryan, Becky and I were always so close together. Ever since we were little children. Now it hurts to know that we don't have our rock anymore. But his presence enough will tell us all we need to know." Aunt said.
"I will miss my brother. But I know he's up there, smiling down on us." Mom finished. We all stood up and the Wynwoods went up to the casket. If someone else was inside it, I would have been completely freaked out but seeing as it was a family member in it. I didn't think of them as cold or dead. Me and my brother, my sister and cousins each threw a red rose onto the casket. Mom, Aunts Renée and Mia threw soil onto it as Rachel and Karl stood, wrapped up in each other's arms. The rain was pouring heavily and now and then a threw droplets managed to get on my blazer but I didn't mind.
...
The rain had stopped and I went outside of the church for some fresh air. I decided to go to Bryan's burial site because they had just put up the tombstone. I walked up to it and kneel down. I placed a hand on it and took a deep breath in. "I'll miss you, Bryan." I smiled sadly and stood up. Taking one last look at the stone.
In Loving Memory Of
Bryan T. Wynwood
1965-2018
A father, husband, brother, son, uncle and friend
I smiled at the stone and walked back to the church. I found Nate with Benjamin and I watched as he comforted the little guy. Benjamin was now eleven years old. Aunt Mia came to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Can you guys take him to yours for two days? I have to do something with Rachel and Karl." I nodded and gave her a hug. She gave me Ben's duffle bag and I walked up to him and Nate.
"Let's go." I smiled, reaching my hand out to Ben. He took it and grabbed Nate's. Aunt Mia kissed his head and whispered somethings in Russian to him. I understood what she said but I wanted to let them have their moment. She finally released him and kissed my cheek and said bye to us.
On the way home, I decided to sit in the backseats with Benjamin. He understood what happened but he didn't understand why it had to happen. I explained it while I combed his light brown hair with my fingers.
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Nate and I sat on the sofa and watched our children play with my cousin. I sipped on my coffee and laid my head on his shoulder. "Am I broken?" I whispered. Nate kissed my head and leaned his chin on it.
"No. You're in pieces that can be easily fixed." He said, smiling down at me. I pecked his lips and grinned. The first grin I had all day since we set Bryan free. "And Bryan is up there. Watching down on all of you." He added.
"That he is." I smiled, getting up. I got Monopoly out and we played it. The six of us. Ben and I needed the laughs and the release.
And no, I was not a Broken Girl anymore.
I was a girl in pieces that could be easily fixed.
Caitlyn: OMG, it's OVER!
Me: Sadly, it is.
Nate: But there's a sequel right?
Me: Yup, there is.
Jason: Yay! I'm such a sucker for love stories.
Shane: I was barely in it.
Mara: Shut up Ego.
Mitchie: Don't worry, Bex knows what she's doing plus it was a Naitlyn story. DUH!
Jesse: What are we talking about?
Jason: The End.
Jesse: Oh, there's a sequel DUH. Thank you for not killing me off, Bex.
Me: I couldn't! I love you Jesse!
Tess: He's mine.
Jesse: Don't worry Tess, and I love you too Bex. You rock.
Me: Danke.
Tess: You know German?
Caitlyn: She does. She's half German and half British. Like me!
Mara: Urm anyways. Goodbye loyal favoriteers and alerteers and etc there will be a sequel.
Me: I want to thank you all for your support and kind comments and music ideas. It was fun writing this.
All: MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Me: DON'T FORGET NEXT WEEK FRIDAY WILL BE EXACTLY A YEAR I'VE BEEN ON THIS SITE AND ON JANUARY 6TH IT'S MAH BIRTHDAY.
Mitchie: Don't forget!
Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock. I wish I did because I would totally make Nate date Caitlyn. And I'll be BFFs with all of the cast. Peace out!