Guiliana, Rose, Ruby, and Kiara make their way toward the group and greet their friends, as well. "What's up with the getup, Renzo?", Kiara asks, while Ruby is complementing Jess on their look. "It's the best I could do.", Lorenzo tells Kirara. "Do you know how expensive formal clothes are? Besides, I'm wearing black, right? There's no rule saying that the clothes worn to a funeral have to be formal, ya know?" Before anyone can say anything to that, Bianca shows up. "We should get going.", she says. "You're right.", Jaxon says as he walks off towards the priest, who is already waiting for them in front of the graves. The rest of the teenagers follow - everyone but Lorenzo and Jess. Lia takes Jonah's hand and ushers him to follow her, so Yujah has some time alone with them. "What about you guys?", Yujah asks. "We'll stay back a bit and gather all the disapproving stares so you can mourn in peace.", Lorenzo says. "We're still here for you and wait until you're ready to leave, whenever that is. However, we're extremely self-aware that a lot of the guests here don't really like us... so we'll be decorating the background for a bit.", Jess adds, before giving Yujah a warm hug. "Okay, you do you... but you'll be there, right? I might need you guys...", he answers. When they let go of each other, Lorenzo hugs his friend, too, and pets him on the back. "We got your back. If anyone tries to pull some shit, we'll raise hell on 'em.", he says, making Yujah chuckle. "Thanks.", he says, before joining his brothers. Jess and Lozenzo decide to stay where they are until everyone else has gathered. Nearly everyone who passes them scowls or frowns, some even leave some remarks. "How disrespectful.", a woman says. "Kids these days.", another man says while shaking his head. When everyone from the funeral party seems to have gathered, they get a little closer, but still stay at the back of the crowd.

The three brothers and the Rossi family stand up front with the priest. Behind them, a group of teenagers - friends from both Yujah and Jaxon gather, some with, some without their families. Some of Jonah's friends are there as well, together with their parents, followed by colleagues, friends, and acquaintances of the deceased and a few teachers of the boys. After the priest, their father's boss holds a speech - it's generic and one that the boys would have loved to cancel. A similar speech is held by their mother's church group leader, as well as a few other people who knew their parents - or think they knew their parents, at least. After that, though, aunt Mary comes up front, her words loving, filled with nostalgia and grief. Different from the others, she cries from the very start - her speech is filled with raw emotion.

And for the first time since his parents' death, Yujah cries. The tears stream down his face, unstoppable. He feels a hand on his back and buries his head in Lia's shoulder, who takes her hand from his back to his head and combs her fingers through his slightly curled black hair while sloppily brushing her own tears away with her other hand. Jonah clenches Yujah's hand tightly, as he sobs in Bianca's embrace. Jaxon's expression is stoic, but he can feel his eyes water as he clenches his hands behind his back. He does not allow himself to cry, no - he can't. He needs to be strong, to stay strong. Soon, it's time for the brothers to take the first flowers to the grave. The mourners each take a flower and do the same. Then, it's time to let the caskets down. As they gather for one last prayer, a woman, with a long, black dress that covers her almost completely and pinned-up long blonde hair and a young boy in a suit come running. "My darling", she cries, "Josef.", she chokes, tears running down her face, as she runs towards the caskets. "Daddy.", the boy says, sobbing. Scoffs, huffs and whispers fill the crowd. Jess steps in to drag the woman away from the grave, but she frees herself from their grip. "How dare you?!", she shouts. A group of adults builds a wall between her and the caskets, as well as Yujah and Jonah, who are still standing in front of them. Jaxon gets in front of her. "No, how dare you? How dare you come here?", he says, his fists clenched by his sides, trembling with anger. Ben walks up to him, standing close - both as support and to step in, if necessary. On the other side, Jess and Lorenzo are keeping watch as well. "How dare I? I have every right to be here! My son has every right to be here! Won't you even let a child say goodbye to its father?!" Beside her, the boy is crying loudly. "Daddy, daddy.", he keeps crying. "Let me see him", "Give him back."

Stanley. That's the boy's name. It has been a while since Yujah last saw him, but if he remembered correctly, he should be about nine years old. His cries hurt him. Enough to nearly go and tell the crowd to let them through - let him through. But he doesn't. Instead, he tightens his grip on Jonah's hand and gets down to the confused child, making him look at him, before placing his hands on Jonah's ears, hoping to shield him from the insults and shouts from both the crowd and the woman, as well as the cries from the boy who is nothing but a stranger to Jonah. After a few minutes, the woman finally leaves with her child in tow. "Why did that boy call our dad daddy?", Jonah asks Yujah, after he removes his hands from the child's ears. "That's because-" - "It doesn't matter.", Jaxon interrupts, "You don't need to know that. You'll never see him again. There's something wrong with him and his mother, that's all."

After that, the group of mourners starts to dissipate. Left is only a small group - the Rossi family, the Clark brothers, and Yujah's group of friends. "We'll take Jonah back with us. I'm guessing you want to stay a little longer?", Bianca says. Yujah nods. "Yes, that would be great.", he says. Bianca, David, Ben, and Jonah leave first, leaving the remaining group of teens alone. "Well, that was... something.", Ruby says, still shocked about what just happened, "I mean... I knew they existed, but... I never thought they'd pull something like that." The rest of the group silently agrees. "A side piece should stay a side piece, she knew what she was signing up for when she started having an affair with a married man. Nobody invited them to the funeral, they should've just visited the graves after.", Jaxon says. "I agree that Stacy caused a scene on purpose. She always does", Yujah adds, "but I do think they technically have a right to be here. Especially Stanley - I felt bad for him." Jaxon scoffs. "I agree.", Giuliana says, "It's not the child's fault. I'm not sure if we had the right to deprive him of attending his father's funeral." Kiara pipes in, saying: "He's a bastard, though - in the literal sense. And look where we live. I was debating multiple times if I should just go join Jess and Renzo in the back and watch from a little farther away because I could see the racism in their fucking eyes - I swear some of them were this close to calling me a racist slur. If I was his mom, I would've kept him away from this funeral to protect him. Did you hear how they cursed at his mother and him, in front of his eyes? It makes me so mad!" Ruby takes Kiara's hand and Rose gently puts a hand on her back. "I agree. That poor boy might be traumatized for life now. She should've stayed away and come back at a later date.", the latter says. Yujah sighs. "I agree, but... she's too selfish for that. That probably didn't even cross her mind - all she cares about are her own needs.", he says. "Yup, definitely. She's probably the most selfish person I've ever met.", Jaxon adds. "Do we have flowers left?", Yujah then asks. "You mean... from the funeral?", Jess asks back. The boy nods. "I think so. We didn't give all of them out.", Rose says as she looks around and leaves for a second, before coming back with leftover flowers.