rain. {angst?}

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~trav pov~

it's been two years since it happened, sally face and his little group haven't been the same after the incident. i haven't been messing with them after it either.

in those two years it's been raining more in nockfell, a lot of flooding had been happening. so much that people now are starting to get more careful about going outside when it rains.

most people continued on without knowing what happened, some people were absolutely devastated.

sal wasn't the same after it. he became more, distant per say. the group still mourned. the apartments was way more darker then it was.

it almost looked abandoned. though in the back was an old treehouse, the looked dead itself with old rotting wood on top of it from all the rain. the latter was almost broken.

the group and i graduated last year, i haven't talked to them in awhile. the apartments slowly became more empty.

i gazed upon the apartments, some people still lived there but other then that no one really visits here.

i walked to the side of it and gazed upon the treehouse. i decided to climb up there and just check the place out.

the treehouse was very, quiet.

it was strange.



it felt off.







it felt empty.



i looked at a few things, then at a picture frame. this was larry's treehouse. the photo showed his father and his mother.

it felt important.

i checked out a few more things as well, most of it was larry's paintings and his fathers stuff.

then i saw an old booze bottle and picked it up. the label read, "Jack Daniels Tennessee whiskey" it was empty.

i sigh and put it down where i found it. it was near a window with a stain on the ground. that's where they found him.

i looked at the spot with guilt, sorrow, grievance. i wish i wasn't such an asshole, i wish i could've been there for him that night.

i tear up, i wish i could've been a better friend.


i start to cry, i wish i told him i love him.





i start to sob, i wish i confessed to him sooner.









i felt a cold sensation on my back. i shivered and couldn't bare the pain. i fell to my knees at the spot where he passed.

he was one of the most annoyingly loving person i met other then sal. why was the world cruel. he could've stayed longer, he could've gotten better.

the cold sensation was still there, i didn't feel alone anymore. i turned my head around to see and no one.

i just cry, i cry at the thoughts he could've thought when he did it. i cry at him being so happy and smiley at school with his friends.

everyone around him knew he drinks, they didn't know it would be bad as when they found him.



it began to rain.






larry loved the rain.






i still see the night when sal found him lifeless in my mind. i was just walking back home from the church and saw all the commotion.

sal was a crying mess. he was talking to himself and frantically asking if larry was going to live.

then i saw them escort larry in a stretcher. he already looked lifeless. his skin was pale, he was so pale you can clearly see the light blue veins in his skin, his eye bags were so dark from not sleeping, his cheeks was wet with tears, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were messed up.

i still picture him like that in my mind when i visit his grave.



and lisa... oh, poor lisa..






lisa was so heartbroken when she was told larry flatlined.







the tears in her eyes and ghostly look, i still hear her sobs.







she lost her son that day, she lost everything she had.








the rain poured down harder. my mother always said when it rained, god was crying. i wonder if larry is crying in the beyond wherever he is now.



i felt a pair of cold faint arms wrap around me like a hug. my whole body was freezing, i felt his presence.

maybe it was him. i never believed in ghosts, but maybe, just maybe it was him.





i miss you larry, always. i know i was never nice to you or your friends but in my opinion you were the one i liked the most out of the group. maybe it was your personality, maybe it was your laugh, hell it could've been your weird cute gap between your teeth..

but i wish i could've told you i loved you.

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