The Stray Dog / part two

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Ryan's POV://

I sighed. Alone. Abandoned. Stray. The Stray, in fact. I hadn't smoked since I met...er... Found brendon in my house? Yeah that sounds ok. I grabbed my cigarettes and lighter. I yawned and stepped out onto the balcony. Takin out a cigarette and lighting it I breathed in, then breathe out smoke. My mouth felt warm and tingly. I love smoking. After I got finished with my cigarette, I went back into the house. I shrugged and looked around. Not much to do without brendon... I missed him. I guess ill just take a shower. I went into the bathroom, stripped, then got into the shower. Turning the hot handle all the way and the cold handle 1/4 the way on. I quickly washed my hair and stepped out, wrapping a towel around myself. Since no one was home I just walked out into my room. I heard someone crying. Was brendon home? I looked over to my bed and brendon was there, crying. I absentmindedly sat next to him. "What's the matter?!" I said frantically. Brendon looked at me, noticing what I'm wearing blushed. I suddenly remembered I was only wearing a towel. But brendon ignored it. "The file with all the information on my death..." He sniffed "it's gone." He put his head in his hands, crying. "Oh... It's fine we'll figure something out." I said, patting his back. "Ryan you don't fucking understand. /that/ was my chance in coming back to life. And it's fucking gone!" Brendon yelled. I swallowed "sorry..." I said quietly. Brendon looked into my eyes and I looked back into his. A single tear ran down his cheek, I wiped it off.he leaned towards me, and I blushed. Our lips collided as he put his arms around me. He pulled away and looked at me. "Ryan, I've never met anyone like you... You're not, not scared of me... Everyone has been... Thank you, I love you." He said. "Brendon, I love you because you're unique. You aren't like anyone else. I can only imagine how stressful being a ghost must be. That's why I want to bring you back." I said. We both smiles weakly and I hugged him. I just love him so much. I can't explain it, it's too strong

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