Gravity by AshleyNicole

Author:AshleyNicole [AshleyNicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Smooth Pen Publishing
Published: 2021-12-30T06:00:00+00:00

Twelve

CEVYN

“Okay, perfect.” I sighed, fighting back the frog in my throat that signaled another bout of tears, “As long as everything clears with the coroner, we’ll plan for service on Saturday.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The funeral director assured. “You mentioned you wanted to assist in dressing her, so I’ll let you know once she’s here, and we can plan accordingly. Do you anticipate a big turnout for the family viewing Friday evening?”

“No,” I managed in a hoarse voice. “It’ll be less than five people.” Less than three.

“Okay, you’ll have all the time you want.”

“I guess that’s everything,” I said on a shaky breath, “I should be finished with the obituary shortly. I’ll send that over as well.”

“Perfect. Please let me know if you need anything between now and the service. And once again, I am so sorry for your loss and am praying for you and your loved ones.”

“Thank you so much. Have a good day.”

“You, too, Ms. Braddock.”

I ended the call and let the phone clatter to the desk.

I was home. Alone. Where I’d been since I left Kas’ place Sunday night. He told me I could stay, but I knew I was encroaching. I told him I’d be fine, and I needed to get home and just be alone for a minute.

But man, was I regretting that. The last thing I needed was to be alone, especially after informing my parents about Ayte.

Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t expect them to be as affected as I was. But I expected something. A tear. A sob. Something. Any outward expression of grief that would prove to me that they loved her. There was nothing.

I waited until I left Kas’ to place the call. Waited until I was safely in my home. I thought about calling during the drive home to get it over with quickly, but then I probably would have driven over there.

The phone rang maybe three times before my mom’s voice came on. “Oh, it’s Cevyn– Hello?”

“Uh, hey, Ma. Is Daddy around you?” I don’t know where I pulled the strength to keep my voice level. I was about ready to start crying all over again. Especially when my eyes hit the picture of Ayte and Omere on my mantle. It was his third birthday. Omere planned a party, but Ayte obviously wouldn’t go. So, he let him spend the night before with her, so we had a breakfast party. They both had faces full of buttercream, grinning and laughing.

“Yeah, he’s right here. You want him?”

“No, both of you.” My hand was pressed against my forehead. I’d had a headache for two days. “Just… put it on speaker.”

“Okay… Alright.”

“What’s going on?” My dad’s voice came through clearly.

“Ummm…Ayte…Ayte died last night.” My tone went up a few octaves as I fought the rising sob in my throat. Saying it out loud slapped me with what Omere and I walked in on, and I wanted to vomit.

“Killed herself, huh?” was my dad’s emotionless, matter-of-fact response.

Wait… “W-W…I tell you your child passed away, and that’s where your mind goes?”

“Well, Cevyn, your sister has been sick for years.

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