I pulled her hair into a tight ponytail and wrapped her tight curls around it. Using a few pins and clips Bridget's mom and I finished her hair so it was in a tight up-do.

"She looks beautiful," I whispered into the rich brown coffin in front of us.

"She does," Bridget's mother, Jessica, weeped.

I began to cry with her, we wiped eachother's eyes. I slid my fingers along the soft fabric of my little sister's dress.


"Thank you, Poppy." Jessica murmered grasping my hand.

"For what?" I asked "I...I couldn't save her..."

"No, but you protected her for as long as you could, you loved her for me." she took a deep breath, her mascara running "And it wasn't your fault she di.....passed."

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect her...I.."

"Poppy, it is not your fault. Bridget is in a better place and no matter what, no matter where she is, I know she loved you."

I burst into tears, the bloody picture filling my mind once again. "I know, I just....I just miss her!" I cried.

"Me too, doll." Jessica began to weep with me.

-------------------------------------------after funeral--------------------------------------------------------------------------

I felt storng arms around me. "Poppy, hunny it's time to go."

"No," I whispered hardening my grip on the coffin.

"Poppy, it's not your fault."

"OH YEAH?" I burst out, I was tired of hearing that repeatedly "I COULD HAVE SAVED HER LIFE! I WOULD HAVE RISKED MY OWN TO SAVE HER! SHE WAS ONLY 10..Niall she was only ten...."

"I know baby." Niall lifted me into his arms bridal style.

"I could've saved her..." I repeated.

Niall shushed me and laid my head back against his chest. I could've saved her. I could've saved that little girls life. Surely I could have tried harder then I had. I am a terrible person.

I am a terrible person.

------------------------------------------the next morning----------------------------------------------------------

Liam sat down next to me on the couch. I hugged the pillow closer to my chest and leaned my head against his shoulder. He gave a weak smile.

"That organasation that kidnapped you is in jail. Turns out they were the ones who tried to kill you and your parents."

"Really? Well theres one thing I've been wondering.."

"Yes?" Liam asked.

"Why my family?"

"It was a gambling thing, no biggy."

"No biggy? NO BIGGY? They killed my parents and my little sister over it!"

"Your dad owed a lot of money,"

"There are terrible people out there, Liam, really."

"I know, love." Liam wrapped his arms around me protectivly.

Niall came in the room and seated on the other side of me. He looked at Liam in a way I didn't understand. Apparently Liam did, so he got up and left. I redirected my head on Niall's shoulder.

"So Poppy," Niall began "i know things have been terrible, so I hope this cheers you up," I pulled away from him so I could look him in the eye. He blushed at my stare and continued "Do you maybe want to be my girlfriend?"

"Oh Niall,"

"You don;t have to I mean.." He mumbled.

"Are you kidding?" I smiled brightly and hugged him "Of course!"

Notes

Finally something happy! ;)