Funerals

This sad day has come around, it came for many today and other days. The reality of it is that today I get the details of how everyone else views Cleopatra and Iris. The amount of people present can tell a lot about a person.

Cleopatra's funeral is last and so it's Iris' funeral right now that I'm attending. His funeral isn't one of those outside-ones-with-crying-people, it's the fit-in-the-house kind of funeral. It's kinda sad that they don't care too much about him, his sister fought for a proper funeral. The house is filled to the brim with hundreds of people, it's insane.

The house is quite small, there isn't much space. The funeral starts with the priest's speech and other people who want to speak. "We are gathered here today for the death of a young man, Iris. Who left too soon. He had so much left to live for so much he could make of himself. He hasn't had a family but everyone who accepted him and took him in as their own are the ones who are his family. The Agent would like everyone to please say something to help the case,"he says finally, he says a prayer and everyone starts talking, eating, doing whatever.

Everyone went silent for Iris' friend's speech. The 30-year-old man is actually 26. He is giving his speech next. "Iris was a great friend to me. Many here might not know my name, my name is Malik. I never did good things in life, Iris helped me to see what I needed to do to change. He helped me realize that I was only hurting my daughter by what I was doing, instead of moving on from my wife's departure I decided to live in sorrow. He made me realize that I should put my daughter into a safe-place until I was ready to take care of her. Till this day she's still there but I've made drastic changes and now I'm ready to take over everything he ever worked on as he left it all to me to take care of as well as his sister. He told me this even though I know the will hasn't been read yet,"he nods and then leaves the makeshift stage.

The agent had completely forgotten about the will. He had to attend both tomorrow as soon as the funerals were done in-order to see what they were really like, he had to be part of everything including the will. This funeral was short and sweet. The agent noticed it isn't in the family home that the funeral is taking place it is in a childcare center.

He sighs and goes up to one child, he asks, "Hey little one, what's your name?" The little girl looks up with her big hazel eyes and her curly blonde hair matching Malik to a tee. "My names Bailey, that's my real daddy but the person who took care of me died. I'm only 12 and now I'm left with his children,"she says sadly. "His children? What do you mean? He was married?"the agent asks curiously.

"No silly! He wasn't married! He took in any children from the streets and any kids who were with parents who couldn't take care of them properly. He used to just take them away! He used to do bad things a long time ago so he did end up with one child, his girlfriend died in childbirth. That changed his life forever,"she says innocently, she gives all the information he needs without knowing. He at-least has a few leads now.

"Thanks Bailey you've been a real help. Do you know the name of his child?"he asks kindly. "Maisie,"she says sadly. "Why so sad?"he asks kindly. "I think it's for you to find out mostly because you're late,"she says seriously and continuous since she sees his confused face, "you're late for the other funeral, remember."

His face stays confused and then he starts running. He knocks on the door of their house as they're his ride to the funeral. When they open he says, "Sorry I'm late! I got caught up in my investigation in the other funeral. I'm all yours now." They all roll their eyes.

They make their way in the car to the funeral site, it's one of those group burial sites for families. Everyone is standing there that is family, the ones he met at the house, some distant family members as well and a little extra people too. Iris' funeral had more people. This is mostly a family gathering.

He wants to chuckle to himself but holds back. "So is this all the people?"he asks politely. "Yes, it's family. Why?"the father says. "Oh usually funerals give a-little more intel, like the number of people. You know you have less people to help you to answer a-lot of unanswered questions,"he says politely then walks away trying to avoid his actual point.

The priest didn't come because of the results, they refuse to be involved in the funerals of those who're in hell. The father had to start the speech, "We thank you all for coming, we know that Cleopatra went to hell but let's hope it's not true even though the government is never wrong. I would never imply that they are. I hope she isn't suffering too much, I guess that's the best I can say." He concludes his speech in tears and uncontrollable sobs.

No one else wants to speak about her which is kinda very sad. It's such a big funeral, so little people and so little love in this rich families' life. There's no happiness here. It's sadder than most funerals. The agent decided to walk around and observe anyone he hadn't already talked to in the house, there aren't many. There is 2 groups of people that stand out. The agent approaches the one that is the least appealing first, the one that's smoking, wearing leather and louder than all the other groups. They're teens.

"Hello guys! I want to speak to some friends of Cleopatra,"he commands. "I'm her boyfriend,"a young handsome boy claims. He looks like he is itching to get some drugs into his veins but he's holding back. "So tell me about her,"he says seriously. "We did everything together. She didn't deserve hell,"he says sadly.

"So she did everything with you right? So she did drugs, smoking, sex, everything!"he asks concerned. "Yeah we did everything and she told me to never tell her parents,"he says confidently. "Did she ever have kids or other boyfriends?"the agent asks with worry evident in his voice.

"Yeah she had a boyfriend before me when she was about 17, the next year I came to school and we've never left each other since. Pregnancy...I'm not so sure about with the other guy but not with me. I'm always careful, like triple,"he says seriously and then he walks away. "He's lying about the pregnancy thing,"a young girl in the group says.

"How would you know?"the agent asks with seriousness laced into his voice. "I don't mean to rat anyone out but it was my cousin who aborted the child. They found out quite late though so they already knew that the child was a girl so even if the abortion didn't work she went full-term and killed the baby so her parents wouldn't find out,"she says sadly, she then runs away to catch up with the group.

The agent stood there with his mouth open in shock. He then realized what he was supposed to do after he talked to this group. He starts making his way to this young man who's staring into the distance with his hands in his pockets. "Hello! I didn't see you at the house when I went to visit to investigate,"the agent says implying that he wants a name.

This young man is handsome with his grey eyes that pierce your soul and blonde wavy hair. "I'm Mark! I was her boyfriend when we were 17 years old,"he says happily. "So tell me about her,"the agent says seriously.

"Well she was a very bad person, that pretty much describes her. I was pretty bad back then and then I met Iris, he helped me to change my lifestyle. I'm so thankful to him! I came to his funeral too. When you want to talk about who killed him you can come to me cause I can give you a list for him and for her too,"he says in conclusion.

"Wow Iris helped you too. He helped with kids though. Anyways I wanna know about Cleopatra,"the agent says kindly and politely. "Yeah Iris helped me. He helped people with and without kids. Anyways Cleopatra, ugh. Um...she was the class bully. I liked her cause she stood out and I liked bad girls back then. She was always the cause of girls suicide attempts and actual suicides which I'm glad has recently become a crime punishable by law. People like her deserve to be in jail. She was the reason so many of my cousins went on drugs, went through anxiety and depression some even committed suicide or attempted. It was bad with her being in school so I can just imagine outside of school,"he says finally.

"Did you guys ever have sex?"the agent asks seriously. "Sad to say but yes we did. I even became a dad. I'll introduce you to them just now. Cleopatra wanted to abort and I refused mostly cause it's illegal but I'm glad I refused. Her parents found out and hid her from the world claiming that she had gotten so sick she couldn't come to school for the next 6 months or so,"he says laughing.

"You said them,"the agent asks politely but nervously. "Oh no we didn't have sex twice, she had twins,"he says kindly. The agent is in shock at this revelation. He hit his head so hard with his hand. "Are you ok?"he asks kindly. "Yeah I'm just realizing how messed up this family is. They lied about everything, that should become chargeable too,"he says seriously.

Two little ones come running towards their dad. "These are my 5-year-olds Genevieve and Hayden,"he says sweetly as they jump to occupy both his hips. The girl is rocking her dads eyes, the grey piercing ones with her mom's black but wavy hair. The boy matches his mother's green eyes completely with blonde tight curls. "They're gorgeous,"the agent says and then continuous, "what time is it?"

"About 3 in the afternoon,"Mark says kindly. "The date is 12\03\3000 right?"he asks seriously. "Yeah why?"the man asks out of concern. "I've been so caught up in this investigation I completely forgot about my families birthday,"he says while trying to leave the conversation swiftly. "I can drop you off if you'd like?"the man offers.

"Thanks that would be helpful,"he says politely. They travel by car for an hour. They arrive at the other cemetery for the poorer families on the other side of town, they'd bought flowers on the way.

"This is where your family is?"the young man asks. "Some people are lucky while others aren't,"he says sadly, "you can come if you want." The young man follows because he's curious. They arrive at 3 graves with the names June Young, Janice Young and Luke Young. "How old were they when they died?"he asks seriously.

"They died together in an accident a long time ago. The twins were 4 years old and my wife was having an affair so she became pregnant with another child from another man. I knew all about it and I was furious but I was driving in the rain during a storm. They all died that night. I got three notes the next morning and an agent at my door. A hell note and 3 heaven notes,"he says sadly, "that's when I decided I wanted to be an agent. It's been 12 years since they died and I've been an agent for 11 of those years. They would've been 16 and 11."

"I'm so sorry. I guess everyone just thinks about their own suffering and not the agent! What's your name?"he asks and says sincerely. "I'm not allowed to say my name but thanks for your help. Iris helped me too!"the agent says sincerely and kindly, he slowly walks away leaving the family to trail behind.

They take him home and wait to see him the next day for the will.