Charlie's P.O.V.

I sit alone on the side of the road as tears roll down my cheeks, "I have nobody." I take another sip of my tenth beer. I have nowhere to go and nobody to talk to. My life is so great. A car pulls up next to me blinding me with lights. A guy that looks familiar, but I can't tell who it is walks out, "Charlotte? Charlotte is that you?"

"I have a gun," I lie slurring my words. "Or at least a broken beer bottle."

"I sure hope that's not true," the chuckles. "It's me Caleb."

"Caleb!" I stand up and jump into his arms.

He nots his hand in my hair as he spins me around laughing, "yea it's me. Are you drunk?"

"A little tipsy," I chuckle.

He presses his lips against mine, "I don't care. I found you! I found you my love. My first love! I love you Charlotte."

"I love you too," I smile at him, "I love you too Dallas."

"Dallas?" Caleb asks.

"No," I shake my head. "I didn't say Dallas. I said Caleb. I don't even know a Dallas. Like Dallas Winston, I don't know who he is. His name is just on T.V. so much for jail like he murdered his dad and stuff."

He presses his lips against mine, "don't worry baby girl, I understand."

"Thank god," I smile as we go back to kissing.

Dally's P.O.V.

"Maria," I smirk as I buy us both a drink.

She giggles, "yes Dallas."

"I just like your name," I wink at her. "Wanna a drink babe?"

She blushes as she bites her lip, but I'm too busy staring at her huge boobs that are spilling out of her tube top, "sure thanks love."

After a few drinks we stumble upstairs. I put my hands on her hips as I smile, "I love you Charlotte and I love our baby girl Claire."

"Who's Charlotte," the stupid blonde asks. "And who's your baby girl Claire."

"Did I say Charlotte and Claire?" I ask taken back.

"Yea, you did," she scoffs.

"I don't know why I said that," I speak trying to think of a good lie. "I don't even know a Charlotte or a Claire."

"You must of gotten those names from somewhere," she reminds me.

"I met...twins today," I quickly whip up a lie. "That was their names, but I don't know them. I just though they were cool."

"Okay," she giggles pressing her lips against mine as she pulls off her clothing slowly. She is so stupid.

Del's P.O.V.

"And...then....he.....hooked....up.....with....some..."I try to speak, but Steve keeps trying to make-out with me. "Random.....blonde....chick....and....Are.....you....listening.....to...me?"

He pulls away for a second, "shh. I love you princess."

"Then listen to me!" I whine.

"Fine go," he sighs.

"I'm not ready for tomorrow, it's Dez's funeral. On top of the fact th-" I look at Steve to see him staring at my chest with a bored look on his face. "Steve!"

"What?" He snaps out of his daze. "The blonde chick?"

"NO!" I yell as I stand up furiously. "What is with you lately? It seems to me that all you care about is making-out and sex! It wasn't like that before we were married."

"I'm sorry," he pecks my lips. "I just love you so much and I can't help myself."

"Whatever," I go to storm away, but Steve grabs my wrist pulling me back. I smash into his body and he wraps his arms around my small body.

"Don't be mad at me," he begs. "Please. I can't stand it when you're mad it at me. Please. I love you and I'm sorry. I'll listen to you until we're a hundred and five. I promise."

I smile as I wrap my arms around his large muscular body, "you're lucky I love you. Now lets go talk." I grab his hand and we walk over to the couch.

"What's up with you?" Steve asks me as he grabs my hand. "I'm really interested, I promise."

"Tomorrow is Dez's funeral and I'm not sure if I'm ready for that. Especially because, it should be mine," I sigh.

He kisses my cheek lovingly before whispering in my ear, "hey it shouldn't be you. That would of really made the gang fall apart. You and your sister are the glue. So please. don't say that. I know this is hard for you, but I'm gonna be there with you 100% of the time."

"I got cancer and Dez took the fall," I fight back tears. "I died right in front of them, but she gave me her very own heart. Dez's heart is in here and that kills me....Also creeps me out." I chuckle a little at the end along with Steve.

"My love," he smiles weakly at me. I could tell it's a sad smile, but at least he's trying. "Everything is gonna be okay. People die and we'll get over it.

"But what about Darry?" I break down in sobs. "I don't know if he'll ever get over this and it'll be all my fault. I couldn't live with myself!"

I feel his arms wrap around me and he pulls me onto his lap as I sob. He press his lips against my head and just leaves them as he rocks me while I cry in his lap. After a while he picks up me even though I'm still sobbing and places me in our bed where he continues to cradle me. "I love you Delilah. I want you to know that everything is gonna be okay. I hate seeing you like this."

"I'm sorry," I speak softly my voice breaking. "I love you too though. So please don't stop loving me. Please."

"My love, there is no need to be sorry and I will never stop loving you," his voice cracks. "Why do you think that would happen."

"Because it happened with Charlie and Dally. Then before that it happened with Sodapop and Daisy when he cheated on her because, they no longer loved each other," I sob loudly into his shirt as I hug him tightly. "Please don't fall out of love with me."

"Daisy and Soda fell back in love," he attempts to make me feel better. "As for Charlie and Dally, I don't know. They'll both people who go through relationships like water."

"I should go to sleep," I wipe tears away as more pound down my cheeks.

He pecks my lips, "it's okay if you still want to talk. I don't care. If you need me, I'll be here....Forever Delilah.....Forever and always."

"I can't," I shake my head. "I'm sorry. Goodnight." I roll over turning off the light.

He wraps his arms around me whispering in my ear, "goodnight my love."

Daisy's P.O.V.

I look in the mirror to see my red rose flower crown, my black short sweetheart dress with my black shawl over it, my black tights, and my black wedge booties. Soda comes up behind me wrapping his arms around my small waist. My attention is draw to the red roses  tucked into his black suite's pocket. "I wonder why she wanted us all to wear red roses," I ponder aloud.

"Because, it's mysterious like she was," Soda responds. "It's weird and different. It's bright and celebratory while we're mourning which is mysterious. She was dark, but she always had a splash of bright colors on like red and her favorite flower was a rose. Also red is the first color you see so it stands out from the crowd just like she did."

"Remind me why you dropped out of high school," I chuckle.

"Because, I'm dumb," he responds grabbing my hand. "Now lets go before we're late."
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Darry looks out to the crowd fighting back tears, the only people giving speeches are Darry, Alison,and Delilah. Darry is first, "Desiree was so much younger than I was. She was turning eighteen while I'm almost twenty-one. We were an odd couple. She was unpredictable, a party girl, wild, free-spirited, head strong, and so much more. That's why I loved her so much. She wants me to move on, but I'm not sure if I want to. She was one of a kind and that's why I don't think I'll be able to move on. I'll never be able to love another girl the way I loved her. If you would of asked her she would say that's okay because, love is love. She'd say love is unpredictable and wild. It's a roller-coaster with no stop. She was very good with her words. She was quick on her feet and loving. She was impulsive and passionate. I fell with her every time I look at her and her laugh could cheer anybody up. It was always hard to imagine my life without her and now I'm living it. We were always gonna settle down in the country live on a ranch and have three kids. I was gonna work and she was gonna be a stay at home mom working on the ranch. She had so many dreams that are now slipping into the dark. She could of been something which is what makes this so hard. Although she gave her life to somebody who I love very much, somebody who I can't imagine my life without and who she also couldn't imagine her life without. She gave her life to somebody who she knew was worth life. She gave her life to Delilah Winston who now wants to say a few words herself just like Desiree would want."

Del's P.O.V.

"...She gave her life to Delilah Winston who now wants to say a few words herself just like Desiree would want." I hear my cue. 

I walk in front of her tomb and look back to see her a tear escaping my eyes, "Desiree. I remember when I first met her, my first day in a girl's home after being ripped away from my family. She told me she had a boyfriend but when I asked who all she said was, 'I don't kiss and tell' then I proceeded to ask her for her name and she responded, 'it's a secret'.  I smiled and laughed knowing there was something different about this girl. She was mysterious and loving. She didn't want to be found out. She was tough, but there was another side of Dez that I was blessed to see. She was joking, loving, silly, honest...sometimes a little too honest, free-willed, and perfectly broken. She seemed confident, poised, and perfect without a single issue in her life, but really she was perfectly imperfect with a bad past. We have some many great memories and the more time I spent with her the more I fell in love with my sister. Although she's not gone, she's still with all of us. She's in our hearts, especially mine. She's also in our memories. She was the bravest girl I've ever met....brave enough to give me her heart knowing if she didn't I'd die, but if she did, she'd die. I don't know why she did what she did, but I know she did it out of love and passion. No doubt in my mind it was impulse, but no doubt in my mind she would of done it for anybody else in that gang because, that's the kind of person she is. She'd give anything even her life to the people she loved the most in the world. Although Desiree is forever and always in our hearts. I love you Desiree. Now it's time for our other sister to speak on behalf of Dez just like she'd want to." 

I walk over to Steve as I cry and he wraps his arms around me, "you did great she'd be proud of you."

"You think so?" I ask.

"I know," he pecks my lips. "I love you."

"I love you too," I smile.

"Desiree was the most loyal person I knew. She came into the girls home the same day I did and five days before Del. We were all destined to be sisters from the start because, we weren't just best friends, we were-no sorry are sisters. Desiree was such a strong person who I love so much. She was like a firework waiting to explode and sadly she never got her chance," Ali's voice cracks there and tears start to stream down her cheeks. "I miss her already and I'm always gonna miss her, but she's still here. The mysteries she's left behind and the love she left. I wish I could of been the one who left because, if one person deserved life it was her. I'm not saying she shouldn't of given Del her heart because, Desiree would of fallen apart if she hadn't. That's the kind of person Desiree is. She would crumple every time she didn't do her best. She fell apart no matter what. She was the most giving person I met and I am so blessed to have been apart of her life. She is forever and always in my heart. I love you Desiree."

As the funeral ends the gang walks up to the casket. We all link arms as we stare at Desiree tears streaming down her cheeks. It's moments like this we need each other and I'm thankful we have each other. We stand there hand in hand in the middle of this tragic moment as one unbreakable gang. "I love you guys," I sniffle.

"Love ya guys," Daisy looks at me smiling sadly as she cries.

There's a series of 'love ya guys' or  'love ya'll' or 'love you guys' before it's time for us to leave.

Charlie's P.O.V.

I stare up at the stars holding Caleb's hand. I smile as I look over at him, "I love you."

He presses his lips against mine, "I love you too." 

It's weird to think that as I tell my boyfriend how much I love him the gang is going through hell over Dez's death, Del's health issues, and Daisy's mental break-downs. The Winston's are all left with broken hearts single because their boyfriends/me broke their heart. It's weird to think that as I fall in love the people who I once considered my family is walking through hell as their lives fall apart. I rest my head in the crook of Caleb's head, "do you want a family?"

"I want a baby girl," he smiles as he wraps his one arm around my waist. "I want a big family with sons and daughter. Do you?"

"I do," I smile. "I also want to marry you one day."

He pecks my lips once again, "I want to marry you one day too. I love you."

"I love you too babe," I smile. "Lets go to bed."

"Okay baby girl," he picks me up bridal style carrying me into our small apartment. Before I go to bed I release for the first time in my whole life I'm really, truly, happy.

This chapter. </3 I feel for the gang so much. The funeral </3. Well I'm writing this at like midnight and I'm sure there are tons of errors, but I hope you enjoyed it. By the way there is gonna be time skip in the next chapter. Goodnight my readers. <3 <3 Stay gold. Do it for Johnny!
-Beth