*After weeks of organization and prep the day had finally came*
*The funeral of Rachel Whitetail *
*It was a small memorial, mostly just family and a few friend, there was nobody to be buried, they couldn't find it. So instead they buried some of her stuff photos, toys and her favorite teddy*
*By the end of the burial and the funeral as a whole, three people stood over her grave*
*Alan, his wife Lucy and Silver, Lucy hung on to Alan ugly sobs coming out as mascara ran from down her face, he combed her his hand through her curls trying comfort her, tears falling down his own face as he tried to speak*
It's okay, love she's- she's in a better place now, promise
Sh- she was j- ju- just fifteen, Alan
I- I know, an- and im- I'm sor- sorry our baby girl is gone
*Through out this Silver had stayed silent his whole body shaking, tears welling in eyes but he refused to let them fall*
I'm so sorry, Rachel... This was my fault, I put in that situation and I am so sorry.. I hope one day when we see each other again you could forgive me
*The world fell silent and the only things that could be heard were to sounds of choked sobs, as the three stare at the grave*
"Here lies Rachel Whitetail, daughter sister and friend, may she rest in peace"