↞ Symoria Logan Carter ∥ Face ↠
Dallas , TX // Sunday , 11:28 AM.

I looked at my shirt with me and Laya pictures on it as tears fell out my eyes .

They decided to have separate funerals because Marion needed a bunch of different things done to his body while Laya's was ready to go.

I went to the mall early to get it made and paid extra for them to do it the same day .

Today was her funeral and I'd be lying if I said I was ready to see her in a casket . Laya was like a little sister I never had . I loved her as much as I love T-y .

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As I sat with everyone else I looked at her obituary reading it then looking at all the pictures in which they included me in.

As the lady sang and Laya laid in the open casket I couldn't help but to look at her and tears filled my eyes once again , I was trying to be strong for Myona and everyone else but it hurt too bad .

I hugged Myona as we walked up to the casket . Me , her Bouka and everybody else . Myona touched Layas' matching sister necklace  that's she wore and placed some flowers on her .

I looked at her touching her hand as tears fell out my eyes . I couldn't even recognize her but deep down inside I knew it was her .

I walked back to the seat sitting next to Myona before the preacher preached .

"There is a period of time where in the bible it describes 'absent from the body and present with the lord' Paul said 'For our  citizenship is in heaven, from which we also eagerly wait for the Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body that it may be conformed to His glorious body." He started .

Once he finished they let her close family speak then her friends.

Her daddy went up first . "I'm sorry if I get emotional." He started . "I lost two children in one day." He said and the audience gasped . "Marion , my junior and her . Ima save what I wanna save for Marion for his funeral , this about Laya." He nodded. "Everybody know me and Laya had a father daughter bond nobody could break, maybe it was because she was my baby and I knew I wouldn't be having anymore or maybe because my oldest daughter Myona got a boyfriend and left me behind." He chuckled causing everyone else including Myona to laugh too . "Alaya didn't deserve to feel the things she was feeling in her last moments on earth and I'm the reason she felt that way." He spoke and said what he had to say leaving off the podium with tears in his eyes . He kissed her forehead before leaving and Myona went up.

"First off I wanna say , my daddy lied I didn't leave him behind." She laughed causing us to laugh too . "But, I wish I was there to help her, I try not to dwell on it too much because everything happens for a reason but I'm not understanding this specific reason." She said pausing and Bouka whispered something in her ear. "I can do it." She nodded wiping them. "I always wanted a little sister, I remember asking my mama everyday for one and then one day, I got one." She smiled. "I was so happy, I loved her as much as I could, we had a tight bond, when you saw me , you saw Laya right behind me. Yeah we had our petty arguments but we always ended up laughing them out. Anybody that knew me knew I didn't play about Laya and that was just that." She gave a forced smile . "Through all that my main thing was to make sure I didn't fail her, unfortunately I did just that." Her tears streamed down her face. "I kept contact with her once I moved out but the bond wasn't there as much, she obviously felt like she couldn't talk to me and that's where I should've stepped in. I'm sorry Laya." She cried. "If I could trade places with you I would but I know you watching over me and you gone make sure I'm good. Ima make sure your niece or nephew knows all about you." She finished before going back to her seat .

I decided not to speak because I didn't have much to say, I couldn't even fix my words to say anything.

Once the funeral was over I grabbed me a plate to take home . I put it in my car and followed the limo to go to her burial .

Once we got there we gathered around and the preacher preached again before they lowered her into the ground and that's when Myona really lost it.

She sobbed harder than ever as I held her and her daddy put flowers on her casket .

Bouka came and got her from my arms and took her to their car .

"Today, we came to gather and celebrate the life of Alaya Simmons , whos life was cut short . On behalf of the family I would like to thank you all for coming out today and celebrating with us." The preacher thanked us and we left .

Once I got home I seen T-y just laying on the floor in the living room and my daddy laid there on the couch watching TV.

"Finally , Keasha waiting on me." He got up.

"Who is Keasha?" I asked .

"My nurse." He said in a duh tone.

"Oh, I see you remembered her name today."

"Girl fuck you, Ight T-y be good." He grabbed his keys. "I love y'all and if y'all need anything make sure y'all call me." He said unlocking the door .

"Love you too." We both said and he left out.

"Can I plug the game up?" T-y asked and I nodded. "Take it to my room."

"Okay." He got up and took it in there and I went to the kitchen warming my plate up from the funeral .

I knew Myona still needed her space and I understood so that's why I gave her it .

I took my plate out making sure it was warm before going in my room sitting on my bed watching T-y play the game .

His mama ain't called to check on him not once since he been with us. He didn't seem bothered by it but it sure bothered me.

"T-y." I tapped him.

"I'm playing the game." He waved me off.

"I got you a new game." I lied and he paused it looking around. "Where is it?"

"I lied, anyway . I got a question or questions."

"What?"

"You miss yo mama?"

"She don't miss me so no." He shrugged .

"You can miss her and she not miss you." I explained. "If you miss her that's okay."

"I do." He confessed. "But she hates me so I act like I don't miss her."

"T-y she don't hate you." I frowned.

"Then why she haven't talked to me?"

"Maybe she's busy." I shrugged.

He stale faced me . "She don't got no real job, she work at Walmart." He mugged . "She ain't busy and she drop my sister off to her daddy."

"Well I-." I tried not to laugh. "

"I'm not stupid." He shook his head. "She just doesn't wanna talk to me." He shrugged.

I hugged him soon as I seen a tear fall out his eye. "It's okay."

"What did I do to her?"

"Nothing." I looked at him wiping his tear.

Since we basically had the same situation I knew exactly how he felt and he needed somebody to be there for him.

T-y hid his emotions too good for his age, my daddy probably didn't know that this was hurting him because the way T-y brushes everything off.

Eventually his sadness would turn into anger exactly how mine did at one point but I knew his would probably be worse because of how much he held in.

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Somebody said update again bc they ain't have nothing else to read soooo , here yaal go.

And don't mind the funeral service I only ever been to one so Idk how it go fr.

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