Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

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Chapter 78

It’s the day of the funeral, and I get dressed in a nice black dress and black heels. I stare at myself in the mirror, looking to see if I look different. I know I feel different, I feel empty. My friends have tried like hell to help me, but how are they supposed to replace a missing part of me. I lost my mother, and on top of that it’s my fault. How does someone heal that?

Liam walks up behind me, and I watch him in the mirror, he’s dressed in a nice black suit with a red tie and black dress shoes. I’ve never seen Liam dressed so formally, even at prom. I’d like to say I like it but the reason for it makes me want to puke. He doesn’t say anything he just studies my face in the mirror. His mom yells up for us that it’s time to go. Liam grabs my hand and kisses it slowly, still watching me, and leads me to the front door. I know he’s worried about me, and worried that I’m not talking, but nothing I have to say will put their hearts at ease. They don’t want to know what I’m thinking.

I walk into the church and Liam leads me to the front, all of my friends are already here. He sits me next to Dallas, who immediately grabs my other hand, squeezing it tight. I give him a small smile and look over at Liam who hasn’t taken his hand from mine since he grabbed it in the room. He smiles at me, seemingly trying to give me strength, and I return it. I look around and see there are a ton of people here. Did my mom really have this many friends? Did they not care she was human? Or is everybody here because the Alpha and Luna are here? Upon closer inspection though, I see many tears. These people are upset, they’re sad to have lost a friend.

I look towards the front at the closed casket in front of my pew, and the blown-up picture of my beautiful mom. I never dreamed this would happen so soon. I never dreamed I’d be an orphan at seventeen. I know my father isn’t dead, but to me he is.

I stare at her beautiful face, knowing she’d be upset with me right now. I know she wouldn’t want me to blame myself for what happened, but how can I make that feeling go away?

The priest stands up front and starts talking about fleeting life and precious moments, I find myself not listening and I lean my head on Liam’s shoulder. He brings it down, so my head is more comfortably placed on him and squeezes my hand. Before long, the priest asks people to come say a few words. I learn about friendships my mom’s made, that I had no idea about. How she’s helped people, and saved their lives. It was beautiful. Liam squeezes my hand and then stands up, I watch as he walks to the podium.

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