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At the funeral 

Y/n POV 

Today was her funeral I had cried and cried and hoped that this was just a bad dream. I had been chosen to speak at the funeral because none of her relatives came just me the losers and the losers parents. Time for my speech. I sighed is I walked on the stage here we go. 

Your speech to Bev 

A million times I've needed you a million times I've cried if love alone could of saved you you never would of died in life I loved you dearly in death I love you still in my heart you hold a place no one else can ever fill. It broke my heart to lose you but you didn't go alone a part of me went with you the day god took you home. I finished my speech with tears rolling down  my cheeks  and took one last look a the casket were the girl I truly loved lay and said goodbye one last time. 






A/n 

Hope you liked my book see ya losers byeeeee 

*Yeets phone into fish tank 

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