Chapter Thirty One
Missy’s point of view
I stood up with every one as they brought the coffin in. The room was in complete and utter silence except for the footsteps of the guys, Nicky included, that were bringing him in and the muffled cries of the people who filled the room.
I was in tears myself.. Even my dad was crying. My dad NEVER cries. Nicky had asked me to sit on the front with him, but I just thought it would be inappropriate, I promised him I’d see him after the funeral though.
As they walked past me, I held my breath, I didn’t even realise I had until afterwards, and I don’t know why I did.
Placing the coffin down at the front of the church, on the altar, The other guys went and sat down, but Nicky didn’t. He stayed standing there, and burst in to tears. No one moved
