Michael Afton x Noah Martinez: Afterlife love

New Years Eve

31.12.1995

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As I'm washing the dishes I listen to radio talking only about the new years eve. I turned it off.
I'm happy I'll have someone to spend this day with today. Maybe have a dinner, dance to music, maybe even have some fun finally.

It's been so long since I've experienced that. From having like 3 or 4 times a week to...I don't even know once in some months. I miss him so bad, but I can't change anything. There is one way, but uncle Henry would get upset.

D: Hey Mike.

M: Yes Dan?

D: Would you mind if I go spend time today with my friends? I don't see them much, so you know, I could spend with them today.

I got upset as I heard that.

M: Yeah, it's cool.

Maybe I should be actually happy instead of sad? After all Dan had been acting strange towards me lately.
I'm starting to think that he might have a mental issue.

What am I thinking? He probably just has problems at work.

D: Well then I'll be going.

M: Already? It's just 4:53 pm.

D: Yeah, I want to play games with them and all.

Great.

M: Alright, whatever.

D: Thanks!

He came to me and kissed my cheek
Then made his way to his car.
It's not like we live together and usually I don't have contact with him, but I thought at least today we could spend this day together. Just not so long ago we used to spend lots of time together.

I hope I can still visit uncle. He never had anything to visit him. But now it's not the biggest problem I have.
I'm going to cry. It's not that I want or feel like crying, but I know I'm going to cry. And I did.

Maybe love isn't for me now? I guess if not him than nobody else. Maybe I'll have lots of problems, but maybe it would be better than a relationship that I have with Dan? Or maybe there's still hope for me?

I wiped my tears away and went outside. At this point I don't care if it's snowing and I'll get sick.

I took out a cigarette and light it up to calm myself down with the memories of the times when I used to be truly happy. I wish these time could come back, but reality isn't so pretty.

Lately I've also been thinking about coming back to alcohol, but the help from uncle and grandpa, and long way I had to go through to get out of alcoholism wasn't the easiest.
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Somehow yesterday was the last day of the snowstorm which means I'll spend the new years eve with these crackheads, of course including Noah.

It probably won't be anything special like usually, just a party because Earth made a rotation around the Sun.
Going at 10 coming back after midnight. It shouldn't be a problem, unless I get bored.

At least Noah can drink, because I can't which means I'll be the one to drive. And knowing him he probably will till he passes out. Actually for some reason Noah doesn't drink so much alcohol.

While I'm washing my hands in the kitchen sink I fell hands wrap around my body.

N: Mickey~

M: What's up?

N: Maybe we don't want to go today?

M: Why? We've been stuck here for a week and you don't want to go?