Advice of the day: If you're running around the house, fighting with your friend and then he takes the string guitar, jokingly threatening to hit you with it, and takes a swing, do not, and I repeat DO NOT stop it with your palm... guitar strings cut... like badly... it's a miracle I can type without bleeding on the keyboard (thank you whoever invented Plaster!!)

Alright so sorry for the long wait, I know you guys have been waiting a while... and sorry for the end... mouhahahahahahaha. Anyway, it's not that bad, really...

So, next chapter you're getting the "confession"! lol But you won't get EVERYTHING, I think it's important to point out... but you'll get a nice insight of Blake... oh and about his POV... well you still have to wait a bit... though I don't know, I could have this sudden urge to post a part... not sure yet though...

And the kiss... mouhahahaha... can't answer this one... maybe they'll never kiss [Stewie psycho eyes]

Oh and I'll try to upload again soon, but tomorrow I have to attend funerals (real one, no joke) and then I'm going to go out... so not sure I'm going to have time to finish it right away...

And we have to clear something... so when I started writing this, I didn't choose a real city to set it in... I mean, I don't know if I put it in here or if it's in Blake's POV but I said it was supposed to be in the USA but I'm much more familiar with the Southern part of it... and I needed cooler weather so I never gave a specific name because I didn't want to speak about a city I didn't know... and now we have lovely Lexi flying to a New York suburb... which does not exist either for obvious reasons you will read, but I needed specific things... but anyway, the thing is our happy family is making a domestic flight because I didn't want to have to put the whole going through customs... so simply put this story happens in an imaginary city in the states, and the funeral is in an imaginary city too! Just so everything is clear... lol

Alright I think I rant enough now... and my palm stings... and it's 6h40... and I have to be up in.. 3 hours? I'm in crap... lol

So read, enjoy, vote and COMMENT!!!!! :D

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Less than an hour later we were driving in the little bus that took us from the free parking and to the airport.

"I'll give you a hundred bucks if you scream you have a bomb" Ty whispered beside me and I slapped his arm, my eyes bulging.

"TY!! There's things you just CAN'T say in an airport!" I hissed.

"Well technically we aren't IN it yet" he chuckled.

"Dad, please tell your son to shut his mouth before we get arrested" I whined.

My dad just laughed.

Perfect, just perfect!

When we got in the airport, we walked with our bags to the stand where the airline we were flying with was and then checked our bags and got our tickets.

Then we went through security and I was happy that Tyler kept his mouth shut this time. We went through the usual; showed our ID to the angry lady and then took our shoes off and everything with metal and vest and all, put our bags in the grey plastic box that ran in the X-ray machine and then walked under the metal detector thingy.

"Does it mean that if I was a robot I wouldn't be able to get through?" Ty asked me, as we got our stuff.

I took my grey purse that looked a whole lot more like a shoulder schoolbag, just a little smaller, laughing "It's discrimination, right?"

"Totally!"

With our shoes and everything else back on and our small bags that we could bring in the plane we walked to our gate, to wait for our flight to leave.

We quickly found it, it wasn't our first time in an airport, and then we sat on the chairs by the gate and waited, watching the screen that showed the departures.

Ty was playing with his PSP again, dad had his newspaper, and I took my iPod out of my purse and "The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" determined to finish it but then saw my cellphone.

I should call Blake...

No I shouldn't...

But I'm going to worry all weekend long if I don't...

I took it out and then, after playing with it for a few seconds, dialed and brought it to my ear.

But I was sent to voicemail automatically.

He probably had it closed. And I was NOT leaving a message! That was just recipe for disaster. I rarely sounded intelligent when leaving a message on voicemails... I would even be ready to say I rarely sounded intelligent lately...

And I had Blake to blame for!

But the fact that I had gotten his voicemail was probably a sign from the gods, telling me I should just drop it, and not think about Blake Eaton for the next two days...

I could do that... right?

Half an hour later, it was our turn to fly away, and the guy standing at the desk looked at our ticket as we waited in line and then we walked through the gate and towards the plane.

It wasn't a huge one, it was a two seats on each sides plane, which meant me and Ty sat beside each other and dad sat in the row beside ours.

I sat beside the window and then closed my cellphone. Ty closed his PSP too, since you weren't allowed to have anything technologically related open when taking off and lending, even though why the hell would it matter if you had you mp3 open? It's not like I could take control of the plane with it... Or maybe I could...

Haha!

"So... are we kicking the seats in front of us to piss people off or talking about all the new rashes we caught lately" Ty said mischievously beside me.

"Do you WANT to get kicked out of the plane?" I snorted.

"Maybe... if we had taken off and they provided the parachutes!"

I laughed, shaking my head.

Idiot!

I took gum out of my purse and gave some to Ty and dad, so we wouldn't get our ears blocked.

I remembered once, while flying to Florida, I had the beginning of a cold and my nose was running and blocked. Not a fun thing... it felt like my head was stuffed and at one point there actually was sort of a whistling in my nose and I actually though my eardrum would explode!

Not a fun feeling!

The flight attendant started her little rant about all the security stuff but the sound sucked so we couldn't really hear anything clearly.

The plane started to move, and drove slowly to the runway.

And then it started to go fast, the fast that makes your stomach go all weird, the fun weird, the way it is when you're in a rollercoaster, like your insides are kinda dropping.

And then we were flying.

Few minutes later, when we had reached the right level, the light signal that said no electronic devise went off and Ty took his PSP out and I took my iPod out.

But I didn't feel like reading anymore and got bored with my same old music, now finally getting very very angry and keyed up about stupid stupid annoying bitchy Stacey!!

Why the hell had she freaking gone and tell lies to every one! Why did she have to be such a bitch? What did she WANT?

Blake?

Hadn't he made it obvious that he wasn't interested?

I didn't want my relation with Blake to be ruined because of that hoe!

Urggg!!

"You look like you could do some battle trooper killing" Ty said to me, bringing me out of my scowling, handing me his PSP.

"Star Wars Battlefront?"

"Just for you big sis!" Ty half smiled, chuckling a little.

I thanked him and took the PSP, and continued his flag game, happily shooting everyone with my riffle. There was a deep fulfilling feeling that came with it...

Haha!

"Can't believe that in about one hour we're going to see Annabelle again..." Ty whined beside me, running his hand through his hair, that was getting a little longer, not its usual cropped up short.

"That's bound to be fun" I snorted as the screen asked me if I wanted to become Obi-wan Kenobi.

No thanks! I rather killed people with the gun for now...

"I bet she got fatter! I hope she bleached her hair and looks like the witch she his!" Tyler ranted on.

I chuckled beside him "Please, you know she'll still be the usual beauty pageant goddess she knows she is! The attitude included"

"Beauty pageant goddess? Please! She's ugly! And annoying! And fat! And annoying! And stuck-up! And annoying! And whiny!"

"And annoying?"

"Ya! God I hate her..."

"And she's going to be judging everyone and finding something wrong about everything we do..." I trailed, slowing sinking with Ty.

I kinda had to admit it... Anna was a pain... I mean she could be nice... she just usually didn't want to...

"Hope you didn't bring anything that's a fake brand... you know she's all but going to burn it!"

"Ya, don't worry! I don't want to have her rant about how fake brands destroy the real ones and blah blah blah!" I said, rolling my eyes.

"Come on kids! It's not going to be that bad!" my dad laughed beside us.

We both turned to look at him.

"Do I need to remind you the time she decided to clean up all our closets and then threw away everything she thought just wasn't "fashion" anymore?" Ty said, raising his eyebrows.

"Alright might be a little bad..." he chuckled.

About an hour later, the seatbelt sign went on again and we were landing.

We all got up and slowly made our way out of the plane, waiting for people to get their stuff out of the compartments over the seats, or under the seats.

The flight attendants thanked us for choosing their company, wishing us to have a nice day and then we walked out of the plane and then out the gates.

"Can't believe I'm going to see her... I'd trade my PS3 for a PS2 to never have to see her again... Too young to go to prison for murder just yet..." Ty was mumbling behind me, making me laugh.

"Alright, so now, I guess we have to look for your sister" my father said with a grin.

"Okayyyyy... I'm going BACK now!" Ty said, and turned around, but I grabbed him by the shirt and wrapped my arm around his shoulder. "We'll get through it together" I chuckled and then the dreadful vision we all didn't want to have was a few feet in front of us.

Annabelle, with her usual tanned skin, black hair stylishly set, perfect nose, stiletto boots that were tapping impatiently on the ground, houndstooth patterned mini skirt, black low cut long sleeved shirt, red scarf, big pop star glasses in her hands that had perfectly manicure nails, straight out of the beautician make-up, GUESS purse on her shoulder, red cellphone in her hand...

God I hated her...

I felt Ty stiffen beside me, and then she saw us and waved her hand over her head, smiling.

Alright... maybe she's going to be nice... that would be... nice?

"Hey guys!!" she greeted us, and then hugged dad. "I'm glad you're finally there... I hate waiting! You guys know how much I hate waiting! Why would you make me wait?" she frowned.

"We kinda don't have power over the whole flying thing ya know?" Ty groaned.

"Oh yes silly me... it's just... you know, you say an hour, I expect an hour... kind of normal you know" she fackly smiled.

Yope, she settled on annoying!

Like I needed another bitch around me right now...

"How are you doing kid?" my father smiled, just looking happy to see his daughter again.

"You know I hate it when you call me kid right?"

"Alright, how are you doing Annabelle?" my dad said, still smiled.

"Oh you know, good, even though you dragged me to this funeral! I don't see the point, mom isn't coming, why should I be coming!?" she said rolling her eyes, playing with her nails "Plus I counted fifteen , FIFTEEN fake Louis Vuitton travel bags so far! Do you know how wrong that is?" she scowled.

"Yes, it's an awful thing" I snorted.

Anna looked at me, raising an eyebrow, clearly picking up on the tone I used "It really is, right?"

When she spoke I saw something... color in her mouth, or more precisely on her tongue.

"You got your tongue pierced?" I frowned, snorting a little.

My dad made a choking sound.

Ty was all but sprinting away.

"Well thanks miss obvious!" she scowled at me, glaring and then turned, looking at dad "Don't worry dad, it's nothing! It's just like getting my ears pierced and you never had a problem with that!" she smiled angelically.

My dad shook his head, but said nothing.

"Smooth move Anna, real smooth!" I snorted again.

"Thanks! And, aren't your hair still the same haystack as when I left? I'm glad to know some things never change" she snorted too.

I gritted my teeth.

"Can't we just go get our bags!?" Ty said, his voice strained.

"Yes, let's do this so we can leave already!" Anna said and then walked in front of us to the bag carousel.

"I'm going to kill her" Ty mouthed to me as walk headed towards our bags.

Few minutes later we were all sitting in the rented Ford Escape, dad driving, Annabelle sitting in front with him, me and Ty in the back.

"You know, why are we even attempting this thing? It's not like I knew the guy!" Anna was ranting in front, so I just decided I didn't want to hear more so I put on my music. Loudly enough to cut all the sound, the really really annoying sound that was my sister's voice.

I looked through my window, at the town we were now driving in.

I didn't get why the funeral was going to happen here... why Preston was getting buried here... I mean shouldn't he be in his hometown?

Dad had explained that he had lived and exposed in this town, the last years of his life, but still... wouldn't you want to go back home in the end?

Of course, this was a nice town; it had an old feeling to it. The building looked a little European, and it didn't feel like it was some town that was slowly getting abandoned... it felt like it was still well alive, even though it was old.

"And that motel room you rented better be clean!" I heard Anna say, in the middle of two songs, when the sound died down.

I rolled my eyes.

Of course, dad would purposely rent a dirty room!

Stupid bitch...

Ty tapped my leg and started to make cut his throat moves.

I nodded my head in agreement.

When we got to the motel, Anna grabbed me by the arm, stopping me from following the guys inside "Why the hell did you have to tell everyone!!" she hissed, her nails digging in my arm.

"It's in your freaking mouth Anna! It's not like no one was going to see it!" I sighed.

"Please! Dad is completely unobservant just like you! I mean come on! The guy had mom cheat on him for over a year without noticing it! If that's not unobservant, than I don't know what is!"

When she said that, I ripped my arm out of her grip and all but slapped her.

"Don't you EVER say things like that! Don't you ever say anything bad about dad!! You have NO idea what he went through NO idea so shut up, JUST SHUT UP!!" I yelled at her and then grabbed my bag and ran inside the room.

I'm going to kill her...

There's no way ion hell I'm going to survive this weekend.

For a few seconds I wished to be elsewhere... for a few seconds I wished for Blake...

We went out to a restaurant for dinner, Anna complaining about everything being too full of fat for her liking, and then spent the rest of the night in the hotel room, watching TV.

Well Anna left... she said she wanted to drive around town.

I knew she would try to find a club or something...

Stupid bitch...

It hadn't even been twenty four hours yet and we all wanted to kill her already. My dad included... I mean, he hadn't said anything but I could just feel it...

The next morning we woke up and got ready to go to the funeral.

It was the ceremony at church first and then Preston last exposition at the gallery he had been working for and finally the burial at the town's cemetery.

It was in moment like these I wanted to drink...

Without Anna, it would have been sad... with her, it was going to be painful!

Ty, dad and I were ready pretty quickly, the guys looking all serious in their black suit, Ty wearing the red belt and dad a red handkerchief in the front pocket. I was wearing a grey shirt/dress pretty short but wore black legging under so I wouldn't look like a hoe, with a red belt around my waist, and I had even brought my black open-toe high heels just to be more classy and not have Anna rant about how flats were inappropriate and blah blah blah...

I had tied my hair into a ballerina twist bun that way Anna couldn't complain about how awful they were. There was no way in hell I was putting make up though! Plus I had my Ray-Ban so who cared if my eye lashes had mascara on under?

Anna finally got out of the bathroom, her hair curled. Anna didn't curl... at all... her hair was flat. I smirked inside thinking about the fact that they would pouf down by the end of the day.

She had her perfect make-up as usual, black mascara, thin eyeliner, red lipstick, and was wearing a black dress as short as my shirt/dress but she wasn't wearing anything under. She had red high-heels on, and her nails were red too, and so was her coat, that she held in her hands.

She liked red...

"Alright let's do this!!" she said and walked out, her heels tapping on the floor.

"Let's try to survive this..." Ty mumbled...

"Please you got it easy! You weren't the one sharing a bed with her!" I told him as I put my black coat on.

"I sat beside her at the restaurant!"

"Please that wasn't that bad!"

"Oh you wanna see bad?" Ty smirked a little "SHUT GUN!!!!"

"Oh you bitch!!!" I hissed, my eyes bulging and I punched him.

"Aww shit!" I heard Anna say outside.

"Please please! Don't do this to me!" I begged Ty, holding his arm.

"Have fun big sis, and see how more awful it is to have to endure her when she's AWAKE and there!" he laughed and walked outside.

"See this as a way to become a better person" dad said, tapping my back in encouragement, and walked out too.

I'm going to die...

The ride was painful... that was the least to say... As usual, Anna just kept talking and never shut up.

It took all my self control to not just punch her. I could even see Ty laugh about it in front.

Traitor!

But honestly... god she was annoying... So annoying... I wanted to beat her up, burn her... pull all her hair out...

Seriously, I'd trade her for Blake anytime...

Alright Lexi you are not thinking about him... you said you wouldn't think about him for the weekend then you are not!

Because if I thought about him, I thought about Stacey, and I was already pissed off enough as it was...

"...so then that girl shows up and you just KNOW she's a cheap slut, like one layer of nail polish, polyester extensions, fake trends... you know all that crap and she just THINKS she can walk in there and boss everyone around! So you know me, I wouldn't let an injustice like that happen so I shove her..."

Blah blah blah... shoot me God, kill me, do it quick...

When we finally reached the church I thanked the lord.

It was a big church, super high, with the windows with colorful designs, and a big bell. It was all in grey rock and there were six set of huge doors and steps in front, where a bunch of people were gathered, waiting to get inside, all with sad looking faces.

We found an empty parking spot and then walked to the church. I had hoped Anna would go boy hunting but, oh surprise, she was still following me, never taking so much as a breath to stop talking...

Kill me, please, it doesn't even have to not be painful... at this point I'll take anything...

"...and please, leopard and zebra? We're not in freaking Africa! What is she going to show up with next time, freaking fur around her neck like a lion? You can have them separately but NOT together! And just a hint, not all the freaking outfit! Abuse is a word and it does apply on situation like these! I think we should start an actual fashion police going around..."

Blah blah blah...

I looked over Ty, with pleading eyes, but he just smirked and walked over to one of our cousin I think...

Traitor!!

Dad went to see his brother and I looked around trying to find a cousin, anyone to just get rid of Anna, a hot guy even but all I was seeing was old people, or at least too old for Anna to go away... or maybe she liked older forty year old dude...

At this point I wouldn't even make a comment! I would just make a happy dance.

Familiar face please! Familiar face!

But then Ty walked over to us "We have to go take seats, it's going to start soon" he said and made his way with us inside.

For some reason Anna shut her mouth.

I think Ty was starting to scare her...

Good thing!

The inside of the church was breath taking of course, since they had kinda been build because people said it had to look like heaven on Earth. On the ceiling that was stories high, there were paintings of biblical scenes and just the place was basically grandiose. I mean I wasn't really a religious person, but the artist in me enjoyed the architectural genius that churches were...

We spotted dad that was standing beside a row of benches on the right side of the church and then walked to him.

And then the ceremony started.

I wasn't really paying attention to what was happening, or what the priest was saying in front, especially since there was a big column that blocked my view, but was instead looking at the windows on my right.

I did follow Anna leads though, every time we had to get up and then sit back, over and over again... Seriously, what was the point?

And then, when we were about half done I guessed, since it had already been an eternity Anna hissed besides me "OH GOD!!"

"I think you aren't allowed to say that here..." I whispered to her.

"No no! You don't get it! OH MY GOD!" she whispered/yelled grabbing my arm, stopping the blood circulation.

"What what?" I asked, wincing.

"Oh god oh god! Don't look left but..." she said and then my eyes went left so she squeezed my arm tighter "I said don't look left!!! Oh god there's that sexy Blake Eaton guy! Oh MY god! I would do dirty vile things to that boy... I mean just look at that body and that face... and have you ever heard that voice...? I get turned on just by listening to it..."

My mind had gone completely blank.

Blake...

Blake!!

BLAKE!?!!

Blake was here!!?

In this church!!?

In this TOWN??!!

Oh my god!

OH! MY! GOD!!

Blake was here!!?

I looked left, even though Anna still squeezed my arm and then I saw him, I saw him, sitting a little more in front, sitting beside his mom, and then his dad beside her.

Blake was HERE!!!

"Oh that boy is just so fuckable..." she trailed and then I stared at her, my eyes bulging.

"WHAT? Oh please! Don't make that face! I don't care of we're in a church! I know you don't like the guy or know the guy but you have to admit... Oh god, I mean please... just look at that... I could do him in the confessionals right now... Oh GOD, I'm sooooo doing him in the confessionals!!!" she said happily almost clapping her hands.

Oh hell no she was NOT!!!

Ever!!

I wouldn't let her go anywhere NEAR him! Even if that meant I had to not see him... even though I really wanted to... even though I wanted to see him and talk to him and get to know if he was mad, and had heard about Stacey's gossiping...

Even though I wanted to just hear his voice and see his smirk...

I was actually missing the smirks...

Wow...

And here I wanted to stop thinking about him for the weekend... and now I was all but running over to where he was sitting and screaming at Anna to just stay the HELL away from him... in a church...

Real smooth Lexi...

For the rest of the damn priest's talk in front, I kept taking glances to where Blake was sitting, wishing that I could telepathically make him look my way, even though I didn't really want to because Anna would rant about how Blake Eaton the sexy god was staring at her... which she obviously would... which he obviously could...

It seemed to drag on forever and I just wanted the damn talk to be over yet and just go over to him and talk with him...

Or not...

No!

I wasn't going to go after him! That was just plans to have Anna follow me and then call dibbs on him or something and I might not want to have her all over him, but I was not going to go on and say he was mine... because he really wasn't, and that would just make Anna go after him more forcefully...

When the ceremony was finally over and the family walking behind the coffing leaving, the priest in front, we followed behind, and I saw that Blake was still sitting with his parents, his hands intertwined together, his forearms resting against the seat in front of him, talking with them.

Good... That way Anna wouldn't have a chance to "do him in a confessional"

We walked over to our car to follow the other ones that were all driving to the gallery.

I was worried. Would Blake be there? Or was he just coming to the church thing? Would I see him again?

He had say he was here to see his family... would he see his family instead?

Was I missing my only chance of seeing him for the weekend?

God I hoped not...

Now that I knew he was here, I wanted to see him... I wanted to find a way to get rid of Anna and talk with Blake...

"That was a nice ceremony..." my dad trailed as we drove away.

"Ya well I don't get why we're going to an exposition now... I mean usually you bury the guy after right? Why aren't we burying the guy?" Anna said beside me.

"Because that's what he wanted... he wanted people to see his art before they stared at his coffin going under ground... I think it's not that much to ask..." dad trailed.

"Well if it gets too boring I'm borrowing the car..." Anna pouted and stared outside.

Idiot!!

We got to the gallery pretty quickly. It was a nice looking one, an old building with an indescribable atmosphere to it...

"I hate artsy crap..." Anna trailed " I didn't dress up for this..."

"Well, just leave then!" I told her, scowling.

I was too keyed up, stressed with the fact that Blake could be here any minute, or he could not come...

"No it's fine, I'm staying..." she scowled a little and then walked in, her heels making more sound than ever.

I walked around the pieces that were presented, sometimes painting, others sculptures and was amazed about the fact that we had such a talented artist in our family and that I hadn't known that much about him, and that now... he was... dead...

It saddened me...

Anna tagged along with me, always complaining.

I was pretty close to just loose it and beat her up!!

Ty was no where to be seen and dad was with his brother again.

I stopped in front of a painting, staring at it... It was a lake, but the way the trees were reflected in it was simply brilliant...

"Hey Pumpkin" a voice said behind me and my heart almost did a double jump in my chest

I turned around and almost jumped in his arm...

Control Lexi!!!

I smiled at him "Hey Blake"

God he was hot in a suit... it was black of course and he wore a red tie which was just too sexy and I was all but jumping up and down because he was here, he had come to see me and HE WAS HERE!!!

"You didn't tell me you were coming here..." he smirked a little.

Anna was speechless beside us.

I think she had almost answered yes to him before, thinking the "Pumpkin" was meant for her.

Dream on girl!! I was Pumpkin!!

"Well, YOU didn't tell me you were coming here!" I smiled wider.

"Next time we'll make sure to say the town" he half smiled.

"That suit fits you perfectly!" Anna suddenly said and I stared at her, almost laughing, and Blake just raised an eyebrow

"Okay... thanks..." he trailed, looking a little confused.

Hahahaha!

In her face!

IN! HER! FACE!!

"So what are you doing here?" she asked him, still not giving up and I rolled my eyes at that.

"Escaping the bimbos... looks like it didn't work" he smirked a little, making me laugh.

"What do you mean?" Anna frowned looking confused.

"Ah, look Annabelle right? Ya... well I gotta go so... it was... "interesting" to see you..." he trailed, not so sure what to say and then looked at me "And nice to see you" he smiled a little and then took a step forward, and wrapped lightly one arm around my waist, hugging me, taking me completely by surprise and leaving me frozen.

He was actually freaking HUGGING me!!!!

Even though this was a funeral and Anna was here it was getting into the freaking best day of my life.

"Good luck with her" he whispered in my ear, as I enjoyed his perfect smell effectively conquering my nose and then he stepped back and left laughing.

I stared at his back, slightly dumstrucked but then shook my head a little.

Get a freaking grip!!!

"What the hell just happened!!?" Anna hissed "You KNOW him!!!? What was THAT all about!!!?"

"Nothing, really..." I trailed, a little smug.

It was wrong, but I was...

"I'm missing crucial info here!! Why the hell was he speaking with YOU!!?"

"Okay, seriously Anna, you're annoying, and quite frankly a bitch and I'm getting tired of having you around so I'm going to keep looking at art and you can leave me alone" I said, point blank, finally truthful and walked away leaving a open-mouthed Anna.

She deserved it...

I walked around he gallery for a while, finally realizing that it was Blake's father, well family's gallery. I saw both his parents but didn't go see them. They were busy and speaking with other people.

I looked for Tyler but couldn't see him anywhere.

I started to get worried and then walked into a corridor with rooms that people could go in and knocked on the first close door I walked by, trying to see if he was in anyone of them.

After the sixth one I got a "Who's it?"

Tyler's voice.

"Lexi!"

"Secret password?"

"Go to hell!!" I chuckled.

The door opened.

"Good one!" he laughed and step aside, letting me in.

First thing I saw: Blake sitting in on of the big comfy chairs.

A huge smiled spread on my lips.

"What are you guys doing here?" I laughed.

"Hiding from Anna" Ty answered and sat. I sat too. "What about you?"

"Well that too, and I was kinda looking for you"

"Well here I am" Ty said, leaning back in the chair.

"You're sister is annoying Pumpkin" Blake laughed, and then drank from the glass he held in his hand.

"You're telling me?" I snorted.

"I just wanted to make sure you knew" he laughed again "Thirsty?" he asked, offering me his glass.

"Sure" I shrugged and took a sip "Awww! Alcohol! Why didn't you warned!?" I said giving it back to him.

Blake smirked "If I needed it after thirty seconds with your sister you need more"

"Idiot" I chuckled, shaking my head and then saw the glass in Ty's hands "You didn't give him any did you?" I asked worried.

"Don't worry!" they both said at the same time and then looked at each other and laughed.

Were they... becoming friends?

"Give that glass to me young man!" I said, opening my palm "For some reason, I don't trust you two!"

Still laughing Ty complied and gave me the glass.

I drank and was happy to see he hadn't lied.

"So... family stuff right?" Blake asked.

"Hey, it's true!" I defended myself

"If you had said a funeral I would have known you were coming here!" he replied, shaking his head.

"Fine you're right! Happy?"

"Very!" he smiled over his glass "By the way nice outfit" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes.

But I was happy.

Happy to see he wasn't mad, happy that it obviously didn't look like he had heard about Stacey's crap or that if he had, he didn't care... Happy he was here...

"I never saw you wearing high heels" he frowned.

"I rarely wear any"

"Because she has not coordination!" Ty snorted

"Shut up Ty!! First time! That was the first time I wore any!! NOT my fault!!"

"What happened?" Blake laughed.

"She knocked the whole buffet! Waiter included!!" Ty laughed and then they were both hysterical and I was scowling at them.

And then there was a knock on the door.

"I know you're in there kid!" my father's voice said through the door, and Ty got up and opened it.

"Hey kid!" my dad smiled and then saw Blake "What are you doing here son!?" he asked happy.

"My father was exposing Preston's work..."

"Really? Hmmm... Oh that's where I had heard your father's name!!" he exclaimed and then came to sit in a chair too.

I looked around me just then, and smiled at the scene.

Things could hardly be more perfect right now...

After a while we had to leave the room, and go to the cemetery. I was starting to get starving and dad promised to buy me anything after the burial.

Blake was still hanging with us, but when Anna came back he subtly left.

It made me laugh.

Anyway now I knew he was here, and that I would see him again.

The four of us drove to the cemetery following all the cars again.

Anna wasn't speaking anymore.

Maybe I had been too harsh...

I'd apologize after the cemetery.

I saw Blake get out of a car with his parent and then all thoughts of Anna were gone...

He was wearing Ray-Ban too. It made me smile.

Okay, seriously get a grip lady!!

I walked with everyone, side by side with Ty to where the coffin was, and saw Blake, staring at it at my left.

He looked so serious...

So I looked away and tried to focus on what the priest was saying.

Why was he speaking again?

I asked it to Ty

"He's praying"

I sighed, my stomach almost begging him to be done with it so I could eat.

The priest kept saying the same thing in his prayer so my eyes wandered away from him. I looked left, where Blake had been but couldn't see him anymore.

Okay, did he disappear?

Where was he?

I checked around and then saw him walking in the graveyard, away from here. I looked around me quickly, to be sure I wouldn't get grounded or anything, but dad was concentrated on the prayer so then I followed him a little behind.

Blake suddenly stopped in front of a stone and it looked like he was speaking.

I caught up with him but stayed a little behind, not so sure what he was doing, but at the same time dreading it...

And then I think he heard me coming cause he turned his head towards me.

"So who's grave are you blaspheming?" I asked quietly, trying to be funny but he didn't seem to find my joke amusing.

This didn't look good...

And then I came to stand by him and read the inscription on the grave.

Oh my god...

This couldn't be right!!?

The stone read : "Here lays..."