I Fell In Love With A Goth (The Aftermath) The last chapter

Bell shifted uneasily in her seat. She hadn't expected so many people to show up to the funneral. Even Julie and Tabitha politely comforted her and asked for forgiveness for all the horrible things they'd done to her. ''It's okay honestly.'' was all Bell had said. She was dressed in a silk, long, black dress and her eyeliner darkened her already stunning eyes.

She didn't want to walk up to the coffin, she knew she wouldn't be able to take the pressure. She looked around at Jason's family. His sister was beautiful. Her hair was long, wavy and full of life. Bell would never have guessed that she was related to gothic, rock loving Jason. His mother was short and stubby, but all-in-all she was just as gorgeous in the face. His father was a tall, stiffed back man with a kind expression that reminded her somewhat of her own father.

They'd be leaving back for Jersey in a couple days and she took it upon herself to attend the funneral. She now knew what Jason had felt like when he lost Emily. She now knew why he had said he wasn't sure if he loved her. But can you fall in love twice? He had said he loved her, but did he mean it? Bell let a soft, quiet tear leak down her cheek as she sat perfectly still in the back row. No one spoke to her, looked her way or even acknowledged her. She sat, mouning quietly to herself.

She fallen in love with a goth and now she was truely feeling the aftermath. Her life would never be the same and she'd never love another person.

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