The Outsider-Chapter 6

I had an uneasy feeling at the service on Saturday, but that was probably because the thought of being in the same room as a dead person creeped me out to no end. I hadn't been to many funerals in my lifetime, and the few that I had been to I never enjoyed. Being with Cale this time somehow made it easier though.
Her parents decided that they would have her cremated, due to the condition her body was in. They were devastated, just as I had thought they would be.
Between tears of my own I sad, "Mr. and Mrs. Davison, I'm soo sorry. I know I didnt know much about Kelly, but I cant even imagine how you must feel, especially since I know how bad i feel about this. I'll be praying for you."
The words didnt exactly come out like I was hoping, but I think her parents understood the sincerity in my voice.
"I had no idea how much you really cared about Kelly," Cale said as we were walking to his car after the service was over.
Neither did I, I thought to myself. "Well I mean, it's just heartbreaking. To think that she'll never grow up to see her grandkids, and for her parents to know that they'll never get to see their daughter grow up."
"Yeah I guess you're right. I couldn't imagine leaving my mom behind. I don't think she'd be able to make it, especially since my dad's gone too."
The ride home was kind of quiet. Cale kept fiddling with the radio when the silence became too much, but he soon just turned it off due to the lack of reception in this town.
"How'd it happen?" I asked.
"How'd what happen?" he said.
"You're dad," I paused, not really sure whether I had the right to talk about this, "I mean how'd he die...if you don't mind me asking." I added that to the end of the sentence so he'd know that we didnt have to talk about it if he didnt want to.
He must have seen my embarassment on my face for asking such a personal question, because he kinda looked at me with that smug smile that he always used. He was silent for a few moments before answering. "Cancer," he said. "He died a few years ago of bone cancer." I thought I could see a glimpse of pain in his face as he spoke.
"I'm so sorry...I mean, I know I can't really identify with you on the subject, but I don't know what else to say."
"It's okay, Zanne, thanks." Cale was so good. Even when things weren't the best, he always seemed to keep it together and make you feel better.
I stared at the sky for the rest of the ride home.
"Who's car's in the driveway?"
My attention was torn from the sky to my house. There it was, a little white pick-up in my driveway.
"That's my brother's truck," I said, sort of confused. "That's strange...he usually doesn't come home for Thanksgiving."
"I didnt know you had a brother."
"He's going to college in Florida."
"Oh...where does he go?"
"Florida State," I replied.
"Haha...guess he's not into football then," he said.
"Hey now, FSU may not be THAT great, but we support em either way."
"It's okay, I dont follow up much on football."
"As long as you're not a Gator, cuz that'll just give my parents one more reason for not liking you," I said, half joking, half serious. My parent's really didnt like Cale.
"No worries there," he laughed, "do you like your brother?"
"We get along pretty well. It's funny I think we're closer even though he doesnt live here any more."
"Ya never know whatcha got till its gone," Cale responded.
"So true, so true....well I probably oughtta get inside before my parents wonder why we're just sitting in the driveway." I couldn't help but smile while I spoke.
Cale laughed too. "Yeah, that would be a third reason for your parents to hate me."
"They don't HATE you Cale."
"Yeah okay." He laughed again.
"Say what are you doing tomorrow?" I asked as I got out of his car.
"I dunno, have anything in mind?"
"I thought maybe you, my brother and I could catch a movie," I said, "I think you'll get along with him....his name's Derek by the way."
"Hmmm, I could probably go...if he's anything like you, I'm sure we'll get along." as he spoke he winked at me.
I blushed and said, "6:30?"
"Sure, I'll see you tomorrow Zanne," he said.
"K. See you later," I said as I turned and walked to my front door.