Long Way To Go ⇴ Syndisparklez

Chapter 34: Dagrun?

A/n: Y'know what? I feel like no one is understanding what I tried to explain in the A/N. I guess I can't expect people who really have no clue who I am to understand. Huh. I did expect someone to understand what I was saying. Not everyone's born with the ability to understand introverts I guess ... Huh.

"Screen"- Twenty One Pilots
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Tom's POV

"Who's Kate?" The question threw me off guard until I saw what he was holding up. Jordan was holding up a picture of Kate and I standing outside a courthouse, with the sentence 'Almost there, Kate!' scribbled in my horrible handwriting on the back. That, is from the first time the court picked up Kate's situation at home, and they almost sent her mother to jail, but the chargers were dropped since they didn't have 'proof' that it was her mother, not even using logic.

"Kate, is a friend." Is all that came out. 'Because it's too personal to talk about your ex, right?' Wisdom said in a mocking tone. I mean, you hit the nail on the head. I don't about gooey shit like that. 'Because you're on your high-horse.' What? No, you make me sound like a bad person! I just don't talk about crap like that. End of story.

'Well apparently Spark h--I mean Sparklez does 'cause he's looking through your shit.'

My head tilted towards him to see he was digging threw my cupboards and cabinets. Wait. How did he get that picture of Kate? That was two years ago and I was with Mum. 'Surprise surprise, your father kept it since it was the only picture he saw you happy in after the divorce.' Oh, really? I can think of plenty of times I've smiled for a picture, oh wait, most of those involve Moon, the rest of the guys, and usually dead people in the background. And those were burned. Never mind.

"'Friends?'"

Jordan was looking at a picture of.... Oh shit. He was holding up a picture that was taken on a rainy day, when Kate and I were still together, we were holding hands and you could tell it wasn't the 'friends' type of holding hands. It was taken by one of Kate's friends, Darcy, who's a photographer. My breath got caught in my throat. "That...is when we were together." I tried to explain but there was nothing really to explain.

'If you feel the need to explain that means you did something wrong to make you feel that way. My suggestion is to blow it off and try to act like it's not so much of a big deal so he doesn't get suspicious.'

You know, I like you.

'Finally someone who doesn't find me more annoying than Paranoia.'

I still think you're weird though. But I guess that's because you're most likely the government trying to see in the mind of a not-over-eighteen criminal and see what motivates them or how to stop it. Geez, I never knew how advanced the government got.

"Is this you?" Jordan holds up an old picture. A really old picture. Before my parents got divorced, we took pictures every single month so that if something happened we at least had a recent-picture of everyone. It was a weird tradition, but I guess it did make sense. It was one of those windy-sunny days and you could tell because Alice's and Mum's hair were blowing to the left.

I smiled slightly. That was a good day. It was a day after I met the Modesteps, you could tell because Alice was wearing bandages on her arms and legs, since the scrapes got a bit deep.

Everyone looked happy there. There was no
forced smiles like after the divorce. Or broken wedding winds. Or distracted eyes. Just the whole family, smiling. But... My brothers face was scratched out. I titled my head. He didn't really pay much attention to my brother, so I guess he would scratch out his face since he was not man enough to even look him in the eyes after the incident.