A Bargain with the Devil's

21! That is how old I am when my world changes and everything feels like it's died along with the most important person in my life. It was so sudden. I don't understand. He was healthy, one of the healthiest men I knew for the age of 56. How does a man that healthy die of a heart attack. He ran every morning. He ate all the right things. Didn't smoke. He didn't touch a drug in his life. Yes ok he had a glass of whisky every now and then, but surely that couldn't have taken him so soon. Now I'm left alone in this world, My dad's death was the last hardship I could endure. My mom passed away when I was around 3 so I don't remember much about her, which is why my dad was my world. My step mother seems to be handling a lot better than I am. She thinks I should go to counselling, as quote " We don't want you doing anything silly now do we Katie?". Like she thinks I'm going to top myself or something. Who's thought process goes from morning your husband to crap best make sure his stable daughter does become unstable. It's his funeral tomorrow and we haven't agreed on anything. I asked for a song to be played that was mine and his song since before I can remember, she said no. I asked for his to wear the last tie I brought him for his birthday. She said no. Anything is suggest or say gets pushed out. I am just to wear the dress she picked out for me and be ready for the car to arrive to pick us up in the morning. What a load of s**t. He was my father! The black limousine pulls up outside the front door to our 6 bed room home. The black window frames and door matching my v neck knee length dress. The echo of the large front entrance matching my head space right now. I see the car in front of our limo and see the words husband and father written in flowers along with the coffin my father is lying in for his finally journey. I never looked at our home as dark or depressing before but today with the black and darkness surrender us matching with the dark design of the front of our home, it's matching the deep pit I feel inside.my chest. I can't do this! This isn't happening! My step mother grabs my arm as I turn to walk back inside the house holding back my tears as my heart caves in, "You will not embarrass me today Katie! Turn around and get in that car!" she hisses a whisper at me while fake smiling incase someone sees our interaction. This is our normal relationship, but it has gotten worse since dad left me. I turn and climb in the limo sobbing quietly just wishing the day would end. The service was beautiful, it wasn't dad but it was still beautiful. Me and my step mother are standing at the door waiting for people to exit. They say "Sorry for your loss.". "He seemed so healthy." "What a poor girl you are losing bother your parents, at least you still have Julie." Ah yes Julie, who hates me and always has, Okay. Julie looks at me for the comments we both receive give me that faker that her fake face and fake t**s smile. God I need to move out ASAP. A man steps forward I've never seen him before, does he know dad?. "Hello, Mrs and Miss Light. I am Andrew Turner, I was your late husband and fathers lawyer on behalf of his business and estate. please could we arrange a meeting in regards to Mr Light will?". "I'm confused Mr Turn, I was told his will was in his safe at the office and was in the process of getting the safe code so we could gain access." Julie replies in the stuck up I know best tone. "It's Turner, Andrew Turner. I'm afraid you are mistaken Mrs Light, I have handed your husbands will for 20 years. It is with me and not in his safe. I couldn't imagine Mr Light keeping such and important document as this in his safe." He smiles at my step mother while she scowls back at him. "Well I'm very busy so it will have to be today!." Mr Turner looks at me and asks " Are you free this afternoon Miss Light as it is very important that you are both in attendance to this meeting?". I just nod. I'm so socially awkward with people I don't really talk much to people outside of my circle. my circle being My dad, My bestfriend Babs and my step mother. Sad... I know. "Great I shall see you both at my office down town at 2pm..." he hands me and Julie his card. "I'm sorry for your loss." He turns and leaves, my Step mother scoffs and walks away from me while I watch Mr Turner climb in to his car and drive away. What did he mean it's important for me to be there?