I let the tears fall as I held on to the coffin.
"DAD!" I cried out. This isn't real! This is all just a nightmare. I'm gonna wake up and my dad will be lying in bed. He can't be dead! This is all just a bad dream! When am I going to wake up?
I was pulled away and embraced into a hug. I held on tight to my brother as I cried on his shoulder. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen.
I know he was trying not to cry for my sake. I know that this is just as painful to him as it is to me.
I received many looks of pity. They gave me fake smiles in hope to make me feel better. Nothing they do can make me feel better. I just lost my father. I just lost the most important person in my life.
It's hard to believe that two years ago I was the happiest girl. Now I feel like there is a big hole inside of me. I feel empty. I am loosing the people I care for the most one by one.
First it was my mom. She had an affair and got pregnant. She left us shortly after the baby was born. She destroyed my dad completely. I don't know how she is doing right now. I haven't heard from her since the day she left.
Then it was my boyfriend Calum. I thought he was the most perfect boyfriend any girl could ask for. I loved every bit of him. After my mom had left we began to fall apart. He slowly stopped talking to me. He would avoid me at school. Soon after that he pretended not to know who I was. It's been two years and I haven't seen him either. Last I heard of him he was going on tour with his band.
Now my dad. He was the person that I trusted the most. He was the person I was always able to count on. Even through his depression, he made sure to do everything in his power to give my brothers and I everything he could. He was the person that filled in the hole that my mom had created. Now the hole is even bigger and I feel empty.
They slowly brought the coffin down to the hole on the ground.
This is real.
This isn't a nightmare.
I lost my dad.
I let myself fall as they cover the hole with dirt.
I had been crying for so long I hadn't noticed that everybody had left and it was getting dark out. I looked around and noticed someone standing there. The person seemed to be deep in thought.
He seems so familiar.
I walked closer to him but stopped as soon as I noticed who he was. It was him. It was Calum. He looked much older and taller. His long straight hair was now a bit shorter and wavy.
We made eye contact for a split second before I walked away.
He is the last person I wanted to see today. I felt the anger rushing through my veins.
Why is he here?
Why couldn't he just stay away from here?
"Bye daddy" I whispered before I got in my car.
I went straight home and into bed. I didn't feel like doing anything and I didn't feel like eating. I just wanted to be alone. Now that my dad is gone I have to get used to being alone.
The annoying sound of my phone filled my ears.
I got my phone and pressed answer.
"What?" I snapped.
"Calm down. Meet me at Starbucks in 30 minutes" my brother spoke.
"No I don't want to"
"Come on you need to get out of that house! It's been two months!"
"I don't want to"
"I will personally go there and drag you out"
I hung up the phone and threw it. I stayed in bed for ten minutes before getting up and taking a shower.
Once I was out and dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror. My straight shinny hair now looks dull and tangled. I had bags under my swollen eyes.
It's hard to believe that a person could go from happy to miserable in just a matter of seconds.
I let out a small sight and grabbed my car keys. I walked to my car and unlocked it. I turned on the engine making the car come alive. I made my way to Starbucks.
Has it really been two months? It feels like just yesterday I was saying good bye to my dad. I guess time just passes bye in the blink of an eye.
I opened the door and was immediately embraced by the strong smell of coffee. I ordered and waited patiently for it to be ready. I texted my brother telling him that I was already here.
My name was called and for the first time it was spelled correctly. I was making my way back to my table when someone bumped into me.
The cold liquid found it's way under my clothes making me shiver.
"I am so sorry!" A guy
"It's fine" I muttered. I grabbed some napkins and pressed them against my shirt to absorb some liquid.
"Here let me help you with that" the guys spoke. He reached out to grab the napkins, but I stepped back.
"It's fine" I repeated. He gave me a small smile.
I looked up at him. He had curly hair. Small dimples formed on his cheeks.
"Can I at least buy you another coffee?" He asked.
"Yes" I snapped.
He stared at me before going off to order.
Was I a bitch?
I mean it wasn't his fault that I was now wearing my coffee. I could have also looked up and gone around him. I took a seat and waited yet again for my coffee. He came back seconds later with my new coffee.
"Here you go" he said carefully handing me the cup. It would be funny if he dropped it on me again. I would probably have him hanging by the balls if it was to happen.
"So..." He started. I looked up and gave him a blank stare.
Why is he still here?
I mean not to be mean but I don't feel like socializing right now. All I want is for my brother to get here and say whatever he has to say so that I can go back home and sleep.
"Why are you sitting here?" I asked trying not to sound mean.
"Well it seems as if you are waiting for someone and I'm waiting for my friends. Why not keep each other company?" He said.
I gave him another blank stare. Hopefully he gets the message and leaves.
"I don't want your company" I said. He smiled showing off his dimples.
"Too bad because I'm not going anywhere" he said.
I rolled my eyes before standing up. I looked around for another empty table but it seemed as if more people had come in the past minutes. I huffed and sat back down.
"So who are you waiting for?" He asked.
I know for a fact that if I keep ignoring him he will continue to ask questions. I might as well answer them.
"Cool I'm waiting for my friends"
"I didn't ask"
"Well I'm telling you anyway"
I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my drink. He sat in silence thinking of a new question to bother me with.
"So what's your name? Mine is Ashton"
"That's a pretty name"
I scoffed before taking another sip.
When is my brother going to get here? Ashton is annoying me. If I had met him when I wasn't in such a bad mood then I would probably think he is cool, but that's not the case.
I took out my phone to see if my brother had called or texted. Nope, nothing. Looks like I'm stuck here until my brother or his friends show up.