A few weeks later.
“Okay Grandpapa I will see u tomorrow” was the last thing I zei to my grandfather. Now I’m here at his funeral crying, crying as if someone stal my hart-, hart from within me. I clenched on a letter that he had written to me. I didn’t want to open it yet. He must have known this was going to happened, he must have saw it in a vision. It was just a few days geleden that I saw him, well we all did, he threw a little get together for all of us, and he wanted everyone there. But now that I think about it he probably just wanted to see us all happy one last time. Like a fair well party. I glanced up at him once meer in his traditional Indian attire; my vision was a little blurred due to my tears. Grandpa George was dead…..Dead!....I tried to shake the word out my head. The doctor told my dad that it was a hart-, hart attack, but we all knew it wasn’t. My grandfather passed away from a broken heart. He couldn’t deal with the lost of my Grandmother she was the love of his life, his childhood friend and high school sweet heart, soon after Uncle Halian passed and now he lost his son Yaxkin of Brian…..or whatever he calls himself. He died knowing his son wanted to hurt his Granddaughter, the bastard didn’t even have the ball’s to say his finale goodbyes to my grandfather, he just sent a letter stating that he won’t even miss him cause in his eyes he wasn’t a father, that sent rage in me. How dare he say something like that about Grandpapa, but even in death grandpapa had a kind heart, he had a letter for Yaxkin telling him how much he loved him and maybe he should have zei it meer often. Jacob sat volgende to me holding on to me, to be honest if he wasn’t there to hold on to me I would probably be on the floor kicking and screaming asking why the man that showed me how to skip rocks, and was there to help me with my first steps had to be taken away from me. I close my eyes and all I can see if his smile. Suddenly I heard someone else sobbing louder then everyone in the funeral home, my eyes snapped to Amanda clawing the floor practically screaming. Seth tried his best to comfort her. He knelt down and held her in his chest, tears flowed down his cheeks as he kissed Amanda’s forehead. She was devastated, she just meet him and they were growing rather closely, she finally had some part of her father and now he was gone to.
“Seth man, try to take her outside for some air” couched Jacob.
Seth glanced up at him “You don’t think I’m trying” he shot back.
I rolled my eyes then glanced at my father. He was standing door the flowers with his arms crossed; he looked like he was in shock. Adam stood volgende to him; his eyes were red from all the crying. My mother sat volgende to me staring at the floor rocking slightly back and forth. Grandpa took her in he was like a father for her. Soon the funeral was filled with people, Grandpapa was a well know man in La Push, everywhere we went people recognized him and shouted his name as he drove door tiny shops. I then felt a warm touch on my shoulder; I looked up to see Emily but she didn’t speak, she couldn’t she just hugged me tightly and cried along with me. Sam stood behind her and rubbed her back, Jacob rubbed mine. She released me and kissed my cheek.
“I Love u sis…..remember that” she spoke.
“I love u too” I zei but my voice was raspy from all the crying.
I then glanced at my husband “Thank u honey” I spoke
“For what?” he asked in confusion.
“For everything” he leaned in and kissed me “No need to thank me Love I will always be here for you”
From the corner of my eye I saw Leah walk pass. I then followed her with my eyes, she grabbed a mic.
“Excuse me everyone, the time now is coming near for the visiting hours to be over, and to be honest this wonderful family is so hurt that they can’t say much so I will speak in behalf for them” she glanced at me and winked at me. I smiled at her Leah knew the right things to do without me even asking her to.
“I want to thank u all for coming, we all knew George some of us called him pops, gramps and most of all Keila knew him as grandpapa, that was the special name she had for him. We are all lost for words since this came to a much surprise to us” she paused and whipped a tear. “We would have never thought that this would happen since he was a strong man, he was in his late 70’s but could still chop wood” she joked, we all slightly chuckled. “I guess what I want to say is that we will all miss gramps very much so I wanted to sing a song for him” Paul pressed play on a CD player. “It’s Tears In Heaven door Eric Clapton.” She zei as she walked to the center so we can all see her.
Would u know my name
If I saw u in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw u in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don’t belong
Here in Heaven
Would u hold my hand
If I saw u in heaven
Would u help me stand
If I saw u in heaven
I’ll find my way, through night and day
Cause I know I just can’t stay
Here in heaven
Time can bring u down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have u begging please
Begging Please
I glanced at my father during the muziek break; he had tears streaming down his face. Soon Leah began to sing again, I glanced back at her whipping my tears.
Beyond the door
There’s peace I’m sure.
And I know there’ll be no more…..
Tears in heaven.
Would u know my name
If I saw u in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw u in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don’t belong
Here in heaven
Cause I know I don’t belong….
Here in Heaven
The song ended and I ran towards her and hugged her tight.
“Thanks Leah that was beautiful” I said.
“I loved him Keila, I really did” she spoke trying to fight back her tears.
“I know, I know….he loved u too, he loved the pack very much” I zei as I released her. Soon it was time for us to leave. Jacob wrapped his arm around me as we followed the crowed outside. We meet up with the pack outside.
“So tomorrow is the dag huh?” asked Sam he had his hands in his pocket but stared at his feet.
“Yeah, tomorrow is the burial” answered Jacob for me.
“I just can’t believe he is gone” zei Paul he tilted his head back as he spoke, the pain was very clear.
“He isn’t gone guys, he is here within all of us, he taught us all something” zei Seth and he held Amanda’s hand.
“We shouldn’t treat this as if he is gone, he is very much here” Embry glanced at me “He is right there” he pointed at is heart.
I nodded my head at him, it was hard to speak cause if I did, I would start to cry causing a chain reaction amongst us.
“Well guys I’m going to take Keila home pagina to rest up” Jacob said.
“Ok see u tomorrow” zei Sam as he grabbed Emily’s hand and took her to their car.
Soon we were home, Jacob paid the babysitter. She sent her condolences to our family; Jacob thanked her since I still didn’t want to talk. He then helped me to our bedroom and helped me change into my pajama’s I placed my letter that grandpapa addressed to me on my nightstand, Jake helped me lay down, but I just stared at the letter. I still didn’t want to read it, if I did to me it just meant that it was all true……that he indeed was gone.
“Honey I’m going to check up on the baby, be right back” he kissed my cheek and off he went.
After a few minuten Jake was back in the room getting ready for bed. He placed his arm around me and kissed my cheek. I felt comforted door his warmth and drifted to sleep.
The volgende morning I woke up and sat on my bed. “Oh man what a nightmare” I spoke with relief I then glanced at the nightstand to see the time and there it was, my letter from grandpapa. I sat on the edge of my bed and started to cry, the memories of yesterday filled my head and it hit me again that today was my last goodbye.
Bella
Keila Heading to Miami Beach
