Ich Liebe Dich Immer Noch (Sequel to "Ich Liebe Dich")

Chapter 3

As I'm sitting here I start thinking about how and when I'm going to tell the gang about what happened.  I trust Soda that he won't spill to anyone, but I'm afraid that if I don't start saying things, he'll start to drop hints to the others.  I wonder if I'm ever going to tell them.  Should I?  When would be the right time?  When I'm dead?  In five years?  One year?  Next month?  Tomorrow?  Maybe even right now?  I have no idea.  But when the right time approaches, I'll know.  What would I even say?

Darry interrupts my thoughts by asking me, "How are you doing, Louisa?"

I just nod and say, "Gut." In the best American accent that I can right now.  Thankfully the words sound sorta the same.

He looks at me funny and goes back to dinner.  I get up and look over his shoulder - he's cooking spaghetti and meatballs.  A TON of it.  Great.  That means everybody is staying for dinner.  I'll have to say something.

I walk into the living room and take a seat on the couch next to Soda.  Mickey Mouse is on tv - as always.  I look around and see Dallas sitting in one of the armchairs with Johnny on the armrest.  Pony and Abbey are sitting on one side of the couch while Soda and I are on the other.  And of course, Two-Bit and Steve are on the floor and Two is drinking a beer.  Every single one of their eyes are glued to the tv.  I chuckled to myself and waited until the dreaded meal began.

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We all sat down at the table and I managed to get the seat next to Soda, which was - with my luck - in the center of the table at the center of attention.  ugh.  The conversation starts right when everyone sits down and the food is served.  As I'm eating my spaghetti, I don't even realize that someone had asked me a question until the entire table is silent.  I swear you could hear a pin drop.

"So how are you feeling, Louisa?" Someone asked again.  I looked to the source of the question.  Steve.

And just like I did with Darry, I replied with "gut." Trying to accomplish the best American accent.  After that, they all went back to their private conversations, thankfully.

If I ever want to talk to them again, I'll have to tell them sooner or later.  More preferably sooner.  This is going to be a long night.

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Sorry it's so short, I just really wanted to update some more since I haven't been updating as much anymore.  Anyone willing to make a cover for me?  If you would, that would be awesome.  When you make them, I will give you full credit.  If you have an interest in making them, just message me, and I'll give you my e-mail.

Thanks for reading!!

Louisa :)