Chapter-6 Funeral

KAITLYN'S POV

He again dragged me to the room. He pushed me inside.

"Enjoyed?" He asked.

"Robert, why? Why did you marry me? You...you don't have anything to do with my family, not even...with me. We never met, now…all of sudden marriage." I cried out.

"Babe, why are you crying? And you don't need to know that."

"You are doing everything to make me cry." I dared to talk back.

He looked at me with a sharp gaze and turned around. I can sense his smirk. "Don't cry, baby." It was comforting but he was scaring me more.

I wanted to ask him again and again why he even married me. But I don't dare to speak a single word. My vocal box was full of words but my mouth was not uttering a word.

"You want to ask something?" He asked, calmly.

Wait, it was not calm. It was dangerous. He...he...sounds rough. I nodded in no.

"Words?"

"No! I-I don't...want to ask."

"I hate lies," He said and took a step towards me.

"Please...tell me why you married? I know it...has a...reason." My voice crumbled.

He didn't reply and looked at me deeply. Suddenly, He left the room.

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It's 3:55 a.m. In the morning, I am not getting a single trace of sleep. I want to sleep, just to take some rest. To forget everything that happened last night.

How? How can he ask me to shoot an innocent person? I am now scared to sleep also. I still couldn't believe he...he...is in Mafia business. Mafia Boss!

Suddenly, I heard the voice of the door opening. Robert and Lucas!

Can't this man just knock on the door?

I sat up on the bed.

"So, you are ready to go to the funeral?" Lucas asked him.

Funeral?

"I don't know," Robert said.

"Man, come on, you have to go," Lucas said.

"Okay"

"Whom funeral?" I wanted to stop my words but they spelt from my mouth.

They looked at me. I put my hands on my mouth.

"Funeral of your parents," Lucas replied.

My eyes widened. My parents! Automatically my eyes got teary. I instantly got up from the bed.

"Robert?" I looked at him with pleading eyes but there were no emotions on his face.

"What?" He asked.

"P-please, take me...with you." I almost cried. But I have to be strong. I don't want to show him my weakness. He will only take advantage of it.

"No!" He straight away said that.

"You can't do this. They are my parents."

"So, what?"

"Please, I-I..." I broke into tears.

"Robert, listen, you have to take her." Lucas took my stand.

Lucas! He isn't that bad guy. He talks to me frequently when Kelly's aunt isn't there. He asks me for anything if I need it or I am comfortable.

Avoiding the talk, Robert started to leave the room when I held his hand. It was rough and hard.

"Please" I whispered.

He looked at me in rage. Shit! Did I dare to touch him? Shit! Shit! I immediately took my hand back.

"Take her," Lucas said.

"Did I ask you?" Robert said, turning to him.

"Stop that, you have to take her." Lucas insisted.

"Why should I take her?" Said, Robert.

"Damn, it's her parents' funeral."

I looked at Lucas with hopeful eyes that he should support me on this topic. He is a guy who just can't go against his Boss.

I don't know what's the real relationship between these two. Lucas never put on that topic nor did I start it. I noticed that Lucas is a very caring person especially since his care is about Robert. But I never saw any emotion on Robert's face till now.

With Lucas continuously insisting. Robert finally agreed.

As I heard him asking he will take me. I felt so relieved. I wanted to thank him but I don't have that guts. I...I...am scared of him. I know I should not be but...ugh! Leave it!

No, no, you can't be soft with a killer. Not even a single bit.

Robert left the place and I wiped my tears.

"I am sorry for that," Lucas said. "I know he is tough. I am sorry for everything happening. I am trying to handle things but it's messed up. Sudden marriage, your parents, everything. I am sorry."

"Thank you, Lucas." I slowly smiled at him. "You don't have to be sorry for anything."

"Kaitlyn, I am very sorry for his behaviour but believe me, what he shows is he is not like that. He has so much to say but still, he doesn't."

I never get those words. He always tells me something about Robert but it goes in vain. I don't know why he always supports him so much.

Should I ask him about their relationship? He will not be furious, right? He is a calm man.

"Lucas, mind if I ask something?" I asked.

"Go on, Mrs Kaitlyn."

Again, Mrs Kaitlyn! I think now I should make myself used to it.

"Ah, it may not be the time to ask but can you tell me what the real relationship between you and Robert is?" I hesitantly completed my sentence.

His lips immediately escaped a small laugh.

"Why? Why are you asking?" He laughed, again.

"Umm, just I was curious," I replied, uneasily.

"We are best friends. Just know this, for now, then Robert himself would tell you."

What? He will tell me. Never! He doesn't even talk to me straight forward.

Wait, did Lucas just say best friends? Did I hear it correctly?

"What? B-best friends?" I asked.

"Why so shocked? Can't we be best friends?"

"No, no! I never said that. I was...just...umm...hmmm" I was thinking for some excuse but not much came to my mind.

"Mrs Kaitlyn, now you should get ready. I will tell you the time for the funeral." He said.

He was just standing at the door of the room. So, he left.

I immediately closed the door. I stood taking the stand, leaning my back to the door.

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.

My parents! Funeral? I can't believe it. They loved me so much but I never gave anything in return.

The death of my loved parents is an incalculable lasting blow. Because no one can love me as they did.

Dad, losing you seems like I lost my backbone. Now, who will support me? Who will call me Princess? Who will give me the security that you gave me? You told me the greatest lessons of life but now who the hell will help me with my bad times? Who will be my backbone?

Mom, losing you is a pain. Which I am feeling right now, I can't say in words but it's so painful. Whenever I looked into your eyes. Your eyes always have a love for me. Which no one can give me. I find the purest love in you, mom. And now, I lost it. You taught me many valuable things in life but you forget to tell me how to live without you.

The fingers teach me how to walk. Now, I felt that I lost. The support which I know if I falter, you will be there, mom-dad. I lost.

I wish I could see you both one more time. I know, it wouldn't be enough but why couldn't I? I know, you are watching me from somewhere up. I know you can't see your daughter cry like this. So, why did you leave me?

The love which we get from our parents is precious but I lost it. Now, who will love me? Who will care for me? Who will understand me?

There's no one for me. I am all alone. I would proudly say that their love was the thing I still want the most.

No one! No one can love me as they did. Now, for whom can I live? I just can't say 'I miss you because you both will always be in my heart.

The two souls of my life. You both will always be there in my heart. You two will always remain a part of my life. Because you gave me this life. I would always feel special till my heart will speak your names.

I cried and cried until my tears didn't stop. I cried out loud because I know, no one can hear this cry. I called my mom-dad until my throat started to hurt.

I felt so weak that maybe, I started to get entangled in sleep.

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I heard a knock come on the door. I rubbed my face with my hands. I visioned here and there. The sunlight was coming inside the room.

Did I sleep the whole night?

"Mrs Kaitlyn, are you ready? We have to leave for the funeral." It's Lucas!

Taking a deep breath and wiped my face again. I spoke.

"Yeah, almost" My throat hurts when I was speaking.

"Robert is waiting for you downstairs."

"Okay"

I ran towards the bathroom and changed into suitable clothes. I came out and opened the door of the room, finding two bodyguards guarding the room.

"Mrs Kaitlyn, this way, please," One of them said.

I came out of the room and followed them. You would be shocked after hearing that it's my first time to see this beautiful house.

The house is very, I mean, very big. I mean, the biggest it is. Glass skyline views in the corridors. White marble floors with white painting. It's magnificent. No words are coming to describe it. It's huge with beautiful statues.

Shut up, Kaitlyn. Now you started to admire this devil's house.

As I reached the hall. I saw Robert, standing, scrolling on his phone.

As he saw me, he said. "Come."

Then, blindly I followed him to the car.

We sat in the back seat and the driver started the car.

I don't know what this will result in. God, give mercy on me. I don't want to break down in front of him.