
One Direction Kidnapped Me -Slow Updating-
Mum's Funeral
As we walked into a room, the first thing I saw was a coffin. On a platform in the front of the room. Rows and rows of wooden seats filled with people that I recognized. I let go of my friends hands and looked around. The room was large, a white glassy floor and a dark wall. There was a line in the front of the platform for people to see the corpse for a last time. That corps is my mother isn't it? This is really happening. I almost forgot about my father while I walked towards the line until I saw him looking over the coffin at my mother. How I wanted to march up there and give him a piece of my mind. But I knew that wouldn't be very respectful for my mother. And it would cause quite a seen with all these people here. I only remember a few of these faces. My grandparents and a couple of her friends. I'm guessing there are a few people here on my fathers side, sense he is the one who beat us to setting up a funeral.
I turned my head and looked back at my eight friends. The boys nodded and smiled with the girls. They walked up next to me and joined me in the back of the line. I think I just need to try and avoid my father for a while. Maybe he won't notice me until the end of the day.
I looked over my so called father from the end of the line. He has some scruff over his face, and is wearing a sad face. I only wonder if its fake. He is wearing a black and white tux, might I say he dresses up nicely for a missing person. Missing person. Why DID he make it seem like he was wiped off of the planet?
I watched as he said a few words that I couldn't hear, and walk away to his seat. He sat down on the second row down. "Please don't see me, I turned my head and looked back at my eight friends. The boys nodded and smiled with the girls. They walked up next to me and joined me in the back of the line. I think I just need to try and avoid my father for a while. Maybe he won't notice me until the end of the day.
I looked over my so called father from the end of the line. He has some scruff over his face, and is wearing a sad face. I only wonder if its fake. He is wearing a black and white tux, might I say he dresses up nicely for a missing person. Missing person. Why DID he make it seem like he was wiped off of the planet?
I watched as he said a few words that I couldn't hear, and walk away to his seat. He sat down on the second row down. "Please don't see me, Please don't see me, Please don't see me, Please don't see me, Please don't see me!" I whisper repeated, and faced the wall so he only sees my back.
Harry bent down to my ear and whispered, "Babe, calm down. If anything happens we have your back."
I just nodded and huffed out an okay. The line moved up quite a lot so I got my chance to see my mother. My dead mother. For the last time.
We all looked over the large basket. Once I saw mum, tears already flooded my eyesight. I wiped the almost fallen tears away and looked over my mum. She was pail, her face straight but in a way it looked like she was smiling. Her eyes were closed but It made me think that any moment now, she would open her eyes. Of course she never would though.
"Mum?" I rubbed my hand on hers.
"If you can hear me.... Um, I miss you." A tear spilled from left eye.
"I wish you were here. To hold me and tell me everything will be okay. But you are gone. And I feel so alone without you." I look up at my friends. Danielle is tearing up as Eleanor is crying on her shoulder. Harry is silently crying, and so is Niall. Louis looks upset, Liam is tearing up, and Zayn is comforting Perrie.
"I made more friends though." More tears streamed down my face, yet I ignored them.
"So I'm not completely alone. I love you mum." I kissed my mothers forehead then rubbed the tears on my cheeks. I sniffed then turned to my friends.
"Lets go sit down now guys." They nodded and I took one last look at my mother and walked over to our seats in the front row. I could feel the stares of people behind us, and ignored the flashes of One Direction's followers. The boys cleared them out to give me some space.
I spent two hours in that room tearing up while this guy read off of a book, the girls crying, the boys upset, people staring at us, and watching a group of men take my mothers coffin and bury it. I'm surprised my father didn't try to get my attention. I knew he was staring at me though. We are now in the parking lot, talking about the funeral and what we should do now.
"Maybe you guys could come over?" I look at the girls then the five boys. Liam, Zayn, and Louis nodded fast in agreement, Niall and Harry smiled.
"That would be amazing actually! If it alright with the boys." Danielle answered.
"I think its fine with them." I lightly chuckled when I see their smiles.
"ANGELA!!" I hear some one yelling my name behind me.
Notes
Thank you guys for reading this it really means a lot to me. I'm sorry this one is a little short. I got a little frustrated with this chapter so I hope it's written all right x]
TOMORROW IS CHRISTMAS! Woohooo!!!
I need to add in a couple of more chapters PLUS a Christmas special. That will most likely be up tomorrow for your present from mua! <3
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please update i have bin waiting a year to hear the rest of this story
1/29/15