The Boys Oneshots Part 2

You Don't See Them How I Do..

This is kinda like a part three to he's gone but not really. It takes place about three years after Mullys death and Josh has finally begun cope with everything that had happened. Also Josh is in a platonic relationship with Eddie and has been for years

Josh's POV

Sitting at the table talking with Gaege. We were talking about video ideas when he mentioned something about how him and Liv were going to planning a trip to Japan,  "Oh yeah! Mully and I loved traveling. We really liked Tokyo." His face grew angry like he might just snap and hit me.

"Dude do you ever just shut up about Mully?!" I flinch at his sudden outburst. "He's all you ever fucking talk about!" Keeping quiet and gripping the seat underneath me. "It's always 'Oh sorry I'm hanging out with Mully' or 'I'm worried about Mully!' Just quit it!"

"I-" "No! I don't want to hear it! He's been dead for three fucking years and you're sleeping with his ashes on your bedside table!" Hot tears stream down my face as the memories of Mully fill my head.

"Maybe you'd understand if you lost the one person keeping you from slitting your fucking throat!" I scream back. Voice cracking as I start to panic.

"He was the only reason I stopped cutting myself! The only reason I got out of bed in the morning! Everyday I wake up expecting him to be there but he's not. I wear his hoodie all the time because it feels like he's hugging me." I fall to my knees crying. All the memories of what used to be, the way he'd hold me close to his chest, run his fingers through my hair and sing to me. I need him right now. Clutching the locket around my neck.

"What's with all the yel-" "Holy shit Josh are you ok??" Eddie must of heard the commotion. He came down and hugged me tight. "It's not my fault he's a sensitive little bitch" Gaege said before going back to his room. I cry in his arms as he rubs my back. "Shhh it's ok love. Just breathe." Locket in one hand and Eddies hand in the other I can do nothing but cry. Can't speak, can't hear and can barely breathe but he stays right with me. "I know hun I know. Let it all out."

After a couple minutes I'm physically and mentally exhausted. "Alright hun, let's go sit and we can talk." He picks me up carefully then sits me on the couch. Tears in my eyes clouded my vision but he wipes them gently. "Look at me Josh, I know how hard it's been and you've done so well. This whole thing sucks but you're stronger than you think. No one ever truly dies if we keep them in our hearts, yes it's a cliche(I think that's how it's spelled) but it's true.   That picture by your bedside brings his presence." Laying my head on his chest he carefully lifts up the locket and opens it. "This would be perfect to add to an ofrenda." Looking at him with confusion he smiles.

"It's a offering placed in an altar to honor our loved ones who passed. You've heard of Dia De Los Muertos right?" I nod. "Well the ofrenda is where we can put pictures, flowers, food and candles as offerings. We show that they'll never be forgotten since the minute they are forgotten in memory they're truly gone." My eyes light up as I remember what Dia De Los Muertos really is.

Eddie took out once to celebrate and we got visit his moms grave. It was decorated with beautiful flowers, papel picado (pierced colorful paper) and foods. Everything looked amazing and I loved seeing all the pretty candles. Eddie looked so happy. Surrounded by his family as they shared stories and drank alcohol.

I hold onto him tight as he rocks side to side. "How about you go to the bedroom and I'll start you a hot bath? You need to relax." he carries me to my room and starts the bath, putting bath salts, lavender essential oils and a bath bomb. I love the smell of lavender. It's so calming and relaxing. "I'll be out here if you need me love." Eddie sits on my bed as I go into the bathroom. The hot water feels so good right now I really needed this. Leaning against the wall, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

Sometimes I feel his arms wrapped around me. Like he's letting me know he's still here. "I'm sorry..." I whisper. Soon enough the hot water gets colder so I get out. Wrappings towel around my waist then looking into my room. "Eddie can you throw my sweat pants over here please?" He throws them to me with a soft smile. Once I'm dressed I walk in and sit on my bed. "You want some music bud?" I nod. He plays What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong.

"I still see him sometimes... when I close my eyes, his body on the floor. Just sitting there..." a tear rolls down my cheek as he pulls me into his lap. "I know hun. I know how hard this is for you. When my mom died it took me years to recover but you're doing so well." His hands gently cupped my face as he kisses my nose. Pressing my forehead against his. "Thank you for being here... I really need you."

Did I basically traumatize Josh? Yes. Yes I did.

Hope y'all enjoyed that.