Sal's pov
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I walk to the treehouse, but as soon as I get there, I hear Larry yell, and he falls down from the treehouse. "Woah!", he yells.
I try to catch him, and succeed, but I then fall down, and he laughs when he sees me.
"Urghh-", I say as he helps me up. "Damn, Larry! Watch out next time!", I say, angrily.
His expression changes almost immediately, and I suddenly feel bad.
"Pfft- Whatever.", He says, rolling his eyes. "Ugh, Larryyyy!", I groan.
He stomps off back into the apartments, giving me one last glare before walking in.
I sigh. I climb up into the treehouse, seeing random shit, but what really catches my eye is the bottle of pills on the floor.
My nosey ass picks it up, and I immediately throw it down when someone climbs in.
"Hey, blueberry.", I hear a voice say.
A warm blush spreads up on my face when I hug him.
"Hey, Church boy, how are ya?", I ask, taking off my prosthetic, and pecking him on the cheek.
"Pretty good, I guess. What about you?", He says, climbing back down.
"Ehhhhh.... Not so good..", I say.
"Tell me about it. What's wrong?", He asks, a concerned look on his face.
"I c-can't yet. I'll tell you when we get to my room, alright?", I say, putting my prosthetic on.
"Oh.. Alright.", He says, smiling at Lisa when we pass by her.
He stops, and gives her a hug.
"Hey, Travis! How are you buddy?", She asks, ruffling his hair.
He stops hugging her, and replies, "Pretty nice! What about you, ma'am?", He asks, hugging me.
"Not so good. Larry said he feels bad about something.", She says, closing her eyes with a pained expression. "And my back has been acting up lately.", She says, giving us a sad smile.
"I'm sorry about that, Lisa.", I say.
"Oh, no worries! I'll be fine!", She says, waving to us as we walk to my place.
"Man, Lisa's so nice.", Travis says, walking into my place, following me.
"Mhm! I have a feeling that my dad and her will probably get married sometime in the future..", I say, getting a wave of deja vu.
I shut my bedroom door, and explain that I found something in Larry's apartment.
"I'm sorry..", He says, hugging me.
In my mind, I begin thinking about Larry's behavior.
He's been acting how I used to act before I tried to commit.
"Let's go to Larry. Now.", I say, a bad feeling in my gut.
"O-okay.", Travis says, a worried look on his face.
As soon as we arrive, I see Larry run to the treehouse.
I scramble up into the treehouse behind him, Travis behind me.
"Larry!", I shout as he grabs the bottle of pills.
"Wh-", He stutters as Lisa climbs in and snatches the bottle, and I see tears in her eyes as she takes one last look at Larry.
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