You're Beautiful To Me.

Selena's P.O.V.

The funeral finally came and it was the first time I had actually put on nice clothes, did my hair, and put on nice makeup, let alone any makeup, since Mikey had died. I wore a medium length, black dress with a blue topaz necklace that my dad had given me. I also wore my hair in curls, piled on top of my head, a small black veil over my face. The funeral was open casket and I don't think that could have been any harder on everyone. I looked around the church and saw a middle aged woman sobbing uncontrollably, an older woman consoling her, and Gerard sitting next to her and holding her hand. Undoubtedly his and Mikey's mother. Gerard spotted me and waved me over. He was wearing a red tie and a plain black outfit over it. I awkwardly moved my way over there, not really wanting to go at all.
"This is my mom." Gerard said. "This is Mikey's... Was Mikey's girlfriend." Gerard said to his mother. She looked at me and tried her best to pull herself together.
"Oh my." She managed a smile. "He had told me so much about you. He was right about how pretty you are too." She let out a small laugh. "Thank you for coming. It really means a lot to me and I'm sure it would mean a lot to... Mikey." She let out another few sobs as she said his name. I grabbed her hand to give her comfort and it actually seemed to work. She calmed down a bit and her crying got softer. I looked around again and saw Ray and Frank sitting together. They seemed like they weren't talking as much as they usually did, but I didn't blame them considering that their best friend was only a few yards away, lying motionless in a casket that was soon going to be lowered into the ground forever.
"I'm going to go say hi to Frank and Ray." I said standing up. Gerard nodded and turned his attention back to his wailing mother. I walked over near them and sat down.
"Hey." "Hey." They said, their words over lapping.
"Hey." I replied. There was so much tension in the air that it was almost suffocating. "How you guys holding up?" I asked.
"Were doing okay, I guess." Ray answered.
"I think the question is how are you holding up?" Frank asked.
"I'm doing better. I had a total break down when Gerard told me what happened." I said, looking at my folded hands. It was quiet between us for a few more minuets until the priest finally spoke up.
"It is now time for the ceremony." He called from his podium. When we all quieted down, he began to say some other stuff from the bible.
"Mikey was a great human being. A friend, brother, boyfriend, and many other things. He was very talented at his chosen skills, and preceded to get very good grades in school. Would anyone else like to say some words?" The priest asked. Mikey's mother stood and walked up to the podium, taking the priests place.
"Mikey was my baby boy. He was always the best him he could be. I remember when he was really little, we would all go to the park together, hims, Gerard, and their father, and I, and we would all have a picnic by the lake every Saturday." She started. "They always loved to go and play with each other. We had been the happiest family. I always loved that, and it will stay in my heart forever. Thank you for those memories, baby." She put a hand on the casket and finished. "I will always love you." She walked over to Mikey's casket and kissed his cheek.
"Anyone else?" The priest asked. Gerard stood and walked to the spot where his mom had stood not even thirty seconds ago.
"Mikey's my brother. I'm not going to say was, because he still is my brother. Since we were little, we had always been best friends. It was that kind of bond that couldn't be broken by anything. Not life, not death. And it isn't broken. That bond remains on pause until we meet again. We have had our fights and our downs, and this may separate us for now, but you're still my baby brother. And you will always be my baby brother." He too, looked at the casket to say the last words. "I love you Mikey." He went over and did the same as his mother, kissing Mikey's corpse. When the priest called out for the next person to go, my body involuntarily stood up. I walked to the podium, not even knowing where to start.
"Mikey was... Is my boyfriend." I started. Everyone's eyes on me made me feel awkward, but I just decided to push through. "He was there for me when no one else was. He saved me from getting bullied on my very first day of school here." My eyes flicked at Gerard and he looked down at his shoes, guilty. Frank and Ray were doing the same thing, realizing that they had been in on it too. "I think it is true when I say I love him. I may only be 17, but I know what love feels like. It feels like what Mikey and I had. I had gone through a tragedy coming here. I lost my parents. So loosing Mikey, was really hard on my heart, and on my soul." I didn't know how long I was supposed to talk, how long I could talk, or how long I had been talking. "So thank you, Mikey. Thank you for saving my life, even if it cost you yours. I love you now, and I will love you always, even when I'm not breathing." I said, finishing my speech. I walked over to the casket and planted a kiss on his lips. For a moment, I swear I felt him kiss my lips back and his chest heave with air, but I know it was only my imagination. I walked back to my seat and Frank stood, ready to say his part.
"I don't quite know how to express my feelings about Mikey. He was like a brother to me. We had know each other since kindergarten, to now. We were inseparable, and still are. So for you Mikey," He said, turning his attention toward his casket. "I read you this poem." Poetry? Frank? Doing poetry? I questioned the quality at first, but it turned out to sound amazing.
"Your spirit
Dancing through the trees.
Finally,
Your spirit is free.
You are gone on this Earth,
But you live on.
In friends, in family, in lovers.
In me." He finished his poem and people quietly clapped as he walked back to the casket. He set the piece of paper in the casket and patted his chest. Ray stood up next and cleared his throat before talking. He waited a few moments, trying to hold himself together.
"Mikey was..." He started. He tried not to let them, but tears flooded his eyes and he constantly wiped at them with the knuckle of his index finder. "Mikey was my best friend." He regained his composure and went on. "I think Frank said it best when he said that we were inseparable. Because that's what we were. My favorite memory of him and I, was in the sixth grade. All four of us were at a park on the old swing set. And through the gate, walk these two girls." He laughed and looked down before looking back up and speaking again. "We all egged him on to go get the girls numbers, being the hormonal teenage boys we were. He agreed and walked over to them with the most confidence I had ever seen in a sixth grader. Or anyone for that matter. He went over there and 'wow'ed them with his confidence, saying things like 'Hey ladies, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?' " He laughed, tears falling from his eyes. "And he got those girls numbers. Both of them. I was really proud of him that day." He said. He walked over to the casket like a record on repeat and spoke to the body inside. "Thank you for being my friend Mikey. We screamed, we cried, we succeeded, we failed, but on top of all of that, we laughed. We made memories. And I can't ever repay you or thank you enough for that. Thank you Mikey Way." He made his way back to his seat and I placed my hand on his, trying to provide the comfort one would need after something as bad as this. He didn't resist and Frank decided to join in too, placing a hand on top of both of ours. We all looked at each other and let out a comforting laugh. One that we all needed.

Notes

Yeeeeey a long chapter c: Btw that is my original poem called Your Spirit Is Free. If you plan on using it in anything give me credit. Anywhore, I think there are only about one or two chapters left *sob sob, sniff sniff* SO, make sure you're looking out for that last chapter (You'll know which is the last chapter) so that you can enter to do the collab c:
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