Remembrance- A Before You Exit Fanfiction

Driving

It feels strange driving around like this again. Not knowing where to go or what type of music to listen to. I want to listen to Sleeping With Sirens, but at the same time, I only want to listen to Country, and then another part of me just wants to drive in silence. It's odd, I feel like I'm going to get arrested, which gives me this high. I feel like I'm doing something I shouldn't. I feel like a badass, but at the same time, I feel like I'll break any second. The more I drove, the more a plan began sprouting in my head. I found myself heading home around 3:45. I stayed in town, just randomly going around a few blocks, so I didn't have too long of a drive home. When I got there, I found the house dead silent, not even my dogs barking. I managed to get inside and silence the dogs when they started barking. I wrote out a note on some paper and left it on the counter before I crept upstairs and went to my room. I found Toby laying in my bed, tear streaks still visible on his cheeks. I grabbed my four bags off the floor of my closet and moved them out of the room and set them on the stairs. Next, I went to my little safe I had hidden within a shoe box and got all of my money out. I grabbed the remaining clothes and shoes I hand and stuffed them into a random backpack I found in my closet. I gathered the rest of my underwear and socks and my shampoo and conditioner and pretty much everything I had. I also grabbed my guitar, guitar stand, and the case for both, bringing them back towards the stairs as well. Then, I went back to my room and opened my desk, pulling out a sticky note and a pen. I wrote my parents a short note and stuck it to the space just above their lightswitch. Then, I went around my room and gathered a few pictures I had scattered around and stuffed those in my backpack as well as the rest of my jewlery. Finally, when I decided that I had everything, I took one last look at Toby. It broke my heart to see him so sad, so broken. I took the blanket that was folded across the bottom of my bed and draped it across him. I kissed his cheek softly and found myself crying. I wiped away my tears quickly before I could change my mind and I rushed out of the room. I kissed my dog's heads for the last time and crept into the livingroom. I looked at all of my friends and smiled lightly to myself. I manuvered over everyone and squatted next to Braiden and kissed him on the cheek softly. Again, the tears welled up in my eyes and I had to force myself not to sob. I quickly left after that, unable to cope with leaving. I made my way back to the kitchen and wrote out individual notes to everyone, putting them in envolopes with their names written as neatly as I could with a shaky hand. There were teardrops on all of the letters, ruining the writing a little bit. I spread them over the counter and touched them all one last time as if saying goodbye. Finally, I brought all of my stuff out to my truck and packed it away tightly. I put everything in the backseat other than my guitar and elecrtonics bag. I put those in the front seat so they wouldn't get crushed and I buckled them in, just to be safe. Then, I took the keys to my Lambo and put them on the table next to the front door and took my key to the house off my keychain. I shut and locked the door and put the key into the plant next to the door, just like I promised in the main letter on the counter. I touched the door for the last time and went to my truck, starting it up and pulling away as fast as I could so the loud engine wouldn't disturb the boys' sleep. As I drove away, I watched in the rear view mirror as my life faded into the distance. I watched as the house that I'd grown to love got smalller and smaller, the spot where I lost my leg dissapearing into the distance. It was hard to leave this place, but it was what I had to do. Goodbye boys. Goodbye Mom and Dad. Goodbye Rachel and Ariel. Goodbye Jet and Icky. Goodbye Orlando. Goodbye Florida.

Hello Minnesota.

----Thomas's POV----

I woke up to someone shaking me violently. I pried my eyes open and saw the clock next to me said 6:30 AM.

"Go away and come back in 5 hours." I mumbled, stuffing my head back into my pillow.

"Thomas.... Thomas she's gone." Mom sobbed, almost collapsing on top of me. I shot up and widened my eyes.