The Right Road to Love
Chapter 48
Jennas' P.O.V
Very unfortunate for me, Alyssa, both of us. Was this going to happen no matter what? If we didn't meet them would her parents STILL be living? Or would it be the same if we didn't meet them? I don't know what role I'm supposed to play now. I want to be the good friend, helping her through her toughest times, but at the same time I'm feeling the same anxiety with my past relationship, would it make my trying utterly useless?
I stood there completely lost in my thoughts as Alyssa had her meltdown, and for me being her best friend not doing anything to help her was pretty shameful itself. I went for her and she continued crying non-stop, her feelings spilling out into one big mess of tears. I got out the tissue box and started to hand tissues to her. I watched her as she blew her nose into one, and I passed another one and she wiped her eyes. But her crying was unstoppable. I couldn't blame her, the women that gave her existence isn't here in this world anymore, why wouldn't she be? Soon, my eyes started blurring from my own tears.
The fact that my friend is crying here in front of me.
The fact that my ex boyfriend cheated on me.
The fact that the women Alyssa and I both loved very much is now gone.
The fact that I'll never meet her again, and that meeting her eight months ago was actually the last time I saw her.
How unfortunate our lives are now. I pulled Alyssa into my arms and gave her my most memorable hug yet. The hugs I give her when she is nothing but a thousand pieces.
"We can get through this together Alyssa. But we can't get over it if we don't cooperate." I said into her ear. She tensed a little and then slowly nodded her head.
"I guess you-you're right." she sniffed and wiped her eyes once more. We hugged once more.
"We have all this time to mourn. But after a while, we need to stop living in the past." I continued. She nodded, tears cascading down her face once more.
"When is her funeral?" I asked her.
"I need to check up on that." she replied through tears.
"Well. When it's your time to speak up at the funeral, you need to be strong. You can't have a meltdown, because that means you won't say the right words." I told her.
"How do you know I'll be speaking up? Why can't it be you?" she asked.
"You're her daughter. It's obvious you will speak up. I don't know about me, but I know you will." I replied and we hugged once more. My tears started flowing freely down my face, and we kept the same position for a while.
Very unfortunate for me, Alyssa, both of us. Was this going to happen no matter what? If we didn't meet them would her parents STILL be living? Or would it be the same if we didn't meet them? I don't know what role I'm supposed to play now. I want to be the good friend, helping her through her toughest times, but at the same time I'm feeling the same anxiety with my past relationship, would it make my trying utterly useless?
I stood there completely lost in my thoughts as Alyssa had her meltdown, and for me being her best friend not doing anything to help her was pretty shameful itself. I went for her and she continued crying non-stop, her feelings spilling out into one big mess of tears. I got out the tissue box and started to hand tissues to her. I watched her as she blew her nose into one, and I passed another one and she wiped her eyes. But her crying was unstoppable. I couldn't blame her, the women that gave her existence isn't here in this world anymore, why wouldn't she be? Soon, my eyes started blurring from my own tears.
The fact that my friend is crying here in front of me.
The fact that my ex boyfriend cheated on me.
The fact that the women Alyssa and I both loved very much is now gone.
The fact that I'll never meet her again, and that meeting her eight months ago was actually the last time I saw her.
How unfortunate our lives are now. I pulled Alyssa into my arms and gave her my most memorable hug yet. The hugs I give her when she is nothing but a thousand pieces.
"We can get through this together Alyssa. But we can't get over it if we don't cooperate." I said into her ear. She tensed a little and then slowly nodded her head.
"I guess you-you're right." she sniffed and wiped her eyes once more. We hugged once more.
"We have all this time to mourn. But after a while, we need to stop living in the past." I continued. She nodded, tears cascading down her face once more.
"When is her funeral?" I asked her.
"I need to check up on that." she replied through tears.
"Well. When it's your time to speak up at the funeral, you need to be strong. You can't have a meltdown, because that means you won't say the right words." I told her.
"How do you know I'll be speaking up? Why can't it be you?" she asked.
"You're her daughter. It's obvious you will speak up. I don't know about me, but I know you will." I replied and we hugged once more. My tears started flowing freely down my face, and we kept the same position for a while.
Notes
Depressing times :lIM EATING YOGURT OKAY?!?!?! lololol
I might change my name. Instead of xStylishStyles; I might change it to xStylishMofos, cuz I'm also a Crazy Mofo ^-^
- xMofos
12/11/13