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Death of a Loved One: Chapter3

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It had been two days since Valeri’s death. There was a service being held the day before the official funeral. Everyone in the family who lived close by was there, even Valeri’s father, who was back in the shadows of the room so as not to be noticed. Michael, Nicoli, and Serena were there as well, they had their Digimon with them. So were Skylar and Natasha, along with her boyfriend.
Beelzemon and Kirsten were standing in front of Valeri’s open casket.
She looked peaceful lying in the velvety cushion of the casket. Ms. Shinshiju and Mrs. Suriname had dressed her up in a beautiful dark blue dress, black low pumps, and the dragon necklace Beelzemon had given her for their first Valentine’s Day together.
Beelzemon set Valeri’s flute next to the rose beside her body. He straightened her dragon necklace and pushed a strand of hair from her face.
“Is she really gone, Daddy?” Kirsten asked softly, looking up at her father through tear-filled eyes.
Beelzemon nodded. He nearly lost his composure and had to bite his knuckles to keep from sobbing.
Kirsten buried her face in her father’s pant leg, sobbing hard.
Beelzemon lifted her up and hugged her close. “It’s Ok, honey. It’ll be Ok….” he said in a cracked voice, trying his best not to cry.
Ms. Shinshiju and Mrs. Suriname were near the doorway, greeting any family members that came through. Xian was next to them, holding a sobbing Yuri.
Beelzemon walked up to them. “Help. I can’t get her to stop crying.”
Ms. Shinshiju turned to him. She held out her arms. “Give her here.”
Beelzemon handed Kirsten to Ms. Shinshiju, though it was hard for the older woman to hold the twelve-year-old.
“There there, Kirsten. It’s alright. It’s Ok. Your mom’s in a good place. I bet she’s watching you right now, you wouldn’t want her to be sad because your crying, now would you?”
“N, no….” Kirsten sniffled.
Ms. Shinshiju smiled, though she looked close to tears. “You see? That’s better.”
Kirsten wiped her face with her shirtsleeve, smiling slightly. “Thanks, Grandma.”
Beelzemon bit his lip and looked down at the floor.
Mitsy walked up to Beelzemon. “It’ll be Ok,” she said, placing a hand on his arm.
Beelzemon shook his head. “No it won’t,” he whispered. “Not now, not ever.”
Mitsy gave him a look of sympathy. She put her arms around him in a comforting hug, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Beelzemon put an arm around her.
After the service, Beelzemon and Kirsten returned home. They sat on the couch in front of the TV, not really paying attention to what was on.
Beelzemon was drinking heavily, hoping it would numb the pain. Kirsten sat leaning against him.
After awhile Kirsten dozed off so Beelzemon carried her up to her bed, where he lay with her wrapped up in his arms. He pressed his face in her hair and for the first time since his wife’s death, cried silently.

The next day Beelzemon awoke to find himself in Kirsten’s bed and her gone. Confused and still drunk, he got up and went downstairs.
Kirsten was in the kitchen making breakfast. She looked up at her father, a ghost of a smile upon her lips. “Hi, Daddy. Sleep well?”
Beelzemon looked around. “It was Ok. Where’s yer mom? I thought she was supposed ta make breakfast.”
Kirsten’s eyes went wide and filled with tears. “D-Daddy? Don’t you remember?” she asked softly.
Beelzemon gave her a funny look. “What?”
“Mommy died.” Kirsten said softly, tears spilling down her face.
Beelzemon’s eyes widened in horror. “D-died?” Completely overtaken by the shock, he sank down on the kitchen chair, putting his face in his hands. “No…i-it can’t be! I can’t have lost her….”
“Yes, Daddy. The funeral’s today. It’s at four.”
Beelzemon shook his head, seemingly not to have heard his daughter. “NO!”
Kirsten walked up to her father, putting her arms around him and pressing her face in the white linen of his jacket.
Beelzemon slipped his arms around her, hugging her tight as he wept.
The rest of the day seemed to fly by for Beelzemon, one second he was at the funeral watching his wife be buried, and the next he was back at home lying on the couch drinking. The viral felt dead inside. He felt like he wanted to die, but he knew in his heart that he shouldn’t, for the sake of his daughter. But it was hard for him, this pain that threatened to overwhelm him. The only relief he could find was drinking, at least it made the pain go away for a while.

Three days after the funeral, Kirsten returned to school. Not wanting her father to be alone, she brought him along.
The teacher stared at the two as they walked in. “K, Kirsten, who is this?”
Kirsten looked up at Beelzemon, who was staring at the floor through dull eyes. “This is my dad. I decided to bring him with me today. He’s really upset because Mom passed away a few days ago. Can he stay?”
“Oh, I’m so sorry for your loss. Of course he can stay. I’ll even give him a seat next to you.”
“Thank you.” Kirsten said as she walked to her seat, pulling her father along with her.
Everyone stared at Beelzemon. They had never believed Kirsten before when she explained that her father was a Digimon, which was why she had slitted eyes, now they did.
Beelzemon sat with his head on his folded arms, staring at the wall.
All through class, Kirsten kept glancing at her father, who hadn’t moved since he sat down. Poor, Dad. He’s so upset. Suddenly she saw tears ooze down his face. She immediately got up and hugged him.
Beelzemon pressed his face in her arm.
When lunchtime came, Beelzemon didn’t eat, but stared at the tabletop.
“Dad. Dad. Dad!”
“Hm?” Beelzemon looked down at Kirsten.
“Daddy, you need to eat something. You haven’t had anything for days! I don’t want you to wither away and die on me too.”
Beelzemon looked back at the table and sighed. “I’m sorry, honey. It’s just really hard….”
Kirsten pushed her tray to her father. “I know, Daddy. But please eat something.”
“Alright.”
Kirsten sighed in relief as she watched Beelzemon slowly eat what was left of her pizza.
Chapter 3

God, this story makes me cry so much...
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CapricornSniper's avatar
Little did everyone know Valeyzamon was in the back sobbing over the loss of her sister-in-law
Beelzmon: It's okay sis *Hugs, then starts crying*
Valeyzamon: Don't cry Nii-san! *Grabs Kristen and pulls a group-hug*
This is very sad! I almost started crying!!