As of November 25, 2024, this story has been discontinued until further notice!!!
As everyone tries to adjust to their normal lives after the events of When Angels Fall, the rest of Lover's Lane tries to piece out what exactly happen. But, when a fa...
My phone rings, which scares me out of my mind. When'd the ringtone get so loud?
"Hold up, I gotta take this," I tell my friend.
"Gotcha,"
I don't walk too far off, and when I check the caller ID, my heart nearly skips a beat.
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I haven't talked to one of my closest friends in so long, especially since she was busy with work and...
I accept the call.
The person on the other line speaks, "Hey Aph!!!"
"Melissa!" I squeal.
"This is cute and all, but, can we get going? I wanna sleep," Travis moans, popping out of nowhere.
"All right, I'm out on door two, come on!" The call ends.
*smol time skip*
Melissa's POV
I see Travis and Aphmau hurtling towards the car, which I swiftly unlock. After I loaded the luggage, something I insisted on doing, we hopped in, and we started.
"So, what have the two of you been doing?" I ask curiously.
Twin groans come from both of them, "Tests and stuff..."
Concerned, I question, "What do you mean?"
Travis starts, "Interrogations and whatnot."
Aphmau finishes for him, "The first two three months, Travis and I refused the interrogations, we were still pretty emotional," I nod, "but we couldn't refuse the medical stuff. Duh."
I just sigh, taking the exit.
"So, what about you?" Travis queries.
"Work, but mostly trying to help get Aaron to regain his memories..." I respond.
"How is that going?"
"Actually, it's going pretty well," Aph giggles, which makes the boy stare in shock.
"How did I not know of this," he begs.
"We, as a group, thought that it would be to much for you. Especially considering..." I don't finish that sentence.
Narrator's POV
Heavy silence fills the air as everyone thinks in their mind, "...you feel like its your fault..."
Someone speaks up after a while, "Considering we only have half an hour left until we get home, why not karaoke?"
Horrid singing breaks the ice as our heroes' journey continues.