-Dannys POV-
I follow Jordan and Aron with Matt and Jorel beside me. This is our first time visiting them since the funeral. When Jordan told me about Tyler I couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe he would do something like that. But he did. Him, Johnny, and Dylan. At least they're together.
We finally come to the graves. All three were burried next to eachother. That way they're together here in this world too. Jordan starts crying again and Aron comforts him. I sit down on the damp grass in front of my three fallen friends.
They caught the woman who stabbed Johnny. Apparently she killed at least four other people. And of course we can't press any charges against Aron. And Ty....I don't understand why he did it.
We all stand there. Silently crying and thinking about them. I'm the first to speak.
"Ty...I'm sorry." Thats all I can say before I choke on my tears.
"Guys...I need to tell you something. And I feel like I should do it here and now."
"What is it Jordan?"
"I-I knew about Tyler. I knew he was cutting himself. I don't know when the last time he did it was before he died but I knew it was happening. I'm pretty sure he stopped after I had found out though. Johnny knew too. Tyler was planning on telling the rest of you guys."
Jordan was the one that found Ty. I can't even begin to imagine what that must have been like. Seeing him cut up and out cold in a pool of his own blood.
"Oh," is all that I say. We say little else after that. After spending probably half an hour there we leave our friends behind and go home.
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I spend every Saturday at the cemetary now. I sit with Dylan, Johnny and Tyler and talk to them. I tell them about what's happening with me and the guys, how we're doing and all. I tell them everytime how much I love and miss them. How much I want them all to wake up. I also tell them what's happening with the fans. The Undead Army. They took the news hard. I dont like comparing fans to other fans or anything but its like when Mitch Lucker from Suicide Silence died. His fans and family are still grieving. I wonder if we'll ever be able to make more music as a band or tour ever again. Maybe make a new band. Let Hollywood Undead die with its fallen members. We could start fresh. Continue helping out the kids. I just don't want anything like what happened to Tyler to happen to any kid ever again. The thought of anyone killing themself is a horrible thought. Maybe with a new band we could use some of the lyrics and things that Tyler wrote. I still haven't opened that shoe box yet. Every time I pull it out I end up crying again.
Some day I'll do it. Some day.
-The End
