Warning: Character(s) death
I do not own the movie/story Life As We Know It
-riley-
It was a curious thing, waking up to bad news; you try to fall back asleep afterwards, drowning in your own tears, hoping and praying that when you wake up again, it will all be a dream. But it's not; this is real life, and bad things happen. Even though, you wished and hoped and prayed that they wouldn't, bad things still happened. That's how I felt one day and I realized that I never want to feel like that again.
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It was May 15th, at 4 am, when my phone was vibrating and ringing. I wished I didn't wake up that early morning. I wished I didn't hear what I heard.
My two best friends died in a car accident that morning. Two of the people I was closest to, my favourite people, are dead.
It became difficult to do anything for a couple of days. And I didn't end up doing anything but crying and sleeping. It wasn't until their viewings at the end of the week that I had to get myself out of bed and actually become mobile.
I got there and my family and friends were already there, mostly in black, just staring at a frame of both of them at their wedding night all happy and alive. I almost broke down crying right there, and I didn't even see the matching caskets yet.
Once I went in the room my family came up to me and stroke my hair and hugged me. They knew he was the closest to me -even though he was my uncle- since he married my best friend and I spent almost every day with him since he moved to New York. And after that, three of my remaining group of friends came to hug me. It used to be me and her against these three guys all the time. Now, it was just me.
There was a slideshow playing, above their closed caskets, with pictures of them, Maya and Uncle Josh, together and separately. There were pictures of her as a baby, before she knew me, where she was laughing and crying. Then, there were pictures of her, me and Farkle, before we knew Lucas and Zay, when we used to be conjoined triplets. Then, pictures of all five of us going through high school, how we grew up, how her and Uncle Josh's love story developed and when they got married. Then, there were pictures of Uncle Josh growing up in between those too, with my dad, uncle Eric and aunt Morgan who were so much older than him. He also had pictures with his friends, and me and Auggie. Life looked so good when they were alive.
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There were two things that were confusing to me that day: First, how the hell did I lose two of the most important people in my life at the same time? And second, why did I take comfort in the arms of my ex boyfriend the whole time?
Lucas and I hadn't fully talked to each other since Uncle Josh and Maya's wedding, three years ago -when we were fully intoxicated and had spoken about our feelings- and we didn't see each other for a year prior to that. You could say we avoided each other as best as we could.
We broke up mutually due to our constant fighting and misunderstandings. It wasn't until three months before we broke up that it started and neither of us knew the cause. It didn't make sense to us. Fighting was occasional, until it wasn't. Then, it became every minute of every hour, and we became sickening.
That's why it was confusing to me. Why, if I sat between Farkle and Lucas, wouldn't I lean on Farkle instead of Lucas? Why would Lucas' arms feel like the place I was meant to be in?
Even though it confused the hell out of me, I didn't get off. We sat in silence -my head on his shoulder, his arm around me. It was best we didn't speak, for it would just ruin the state we were in.
Even as it ended, we stayed in our positions. It wasn't until then that he spoke to me.
"Do you need me to drive you home?"
