"He's in a better place."
Emily didn't look up to see who had said that. She had heard that phrase too many times today and the more she heard it the more she thought it was full of shit. The next person to say that to her was going to get punched in the face.
"Thank you." Emily shook her head. She looked around. She needed at exit.
It was all so suffocating.
In grade school, getting a gold star was a reward. It meant that the teacher thought she had done a good job. She would bring home all her papers with a gold star sticker in the corner. She would brandish it above her head proudly. Her dad would post right on the fridge, as if for the whole world to see! Then he would pick her up in his strong arms. Her mother would smile and join in on the hug.
But now her mother wasn't smiling. She hadn't smiled for days.
And now the gold star was hanging in the window at the front of their house for all the world to see.
It didn't make Emily feel proud. She felt angry. A gold star hanging in their window did fuck all for her.
She had to be strong for her mother. It was just the two of them now.
Now that they had buried her father.
But she couldn't. She couldn't be strong. It was too hard. She felt like she was drowning.
She pushed her way through the guests. Too many pitying faces. Too many empty words. Missing was the one person she wanted to see. Silenced was the one voice she wanted to hear.
She made it to her childhood bedroom. It hadn't changed since she had gone off to college. She could see that much through her tears. She started gasping for air. She felt her legs give underneath her.
She felt two strong arms wrap around her.
"Look at me," the voice was like a lifeline.
"Paige," Emily gripped her ex-girlfriend's dress shirt tightly.
"I have you." Paige lead Emily to the window seat. She practically had to carry her there.
"He's gone! He's gone and I didn't get to say goodbye!" Emily cried. She buried her face in Paige's chest.
Paige rubbed Emily's back as she continued to cry. "Just breathe, okay?"
A/N: Just something I wrote while trying to work on my other fics. Thank you for reading. Don't hate me!
I don't own PLL.