Spraypainted

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 - Apologies

(Toot toot hop along the feels train 'cause this is gonna get sappy)

The kids, except for Nathan and Piper, had to stay 'in the shadows' for the night in Sub's little home under ground.

"So... are we just gonna barge into the church while our presumably dead selves are in fake coffins?" Tyler asked. "Or are we gonna make an entrance?"

"Well, I wanna hear what Father has to say about me and Carlo being gone." Chris said.

"I also want to hear to what my master has to think of my disappearance." Sub added.

Jorge stayed quiet.

"Jorge...? You okay?" Krisalee questioned.

"Not really. I'm scared to what my brother has to say about me." Jorge answered timidly.

"There's only one other way to find out." Carlo said.

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A day passed. The only talks made were the talks of the adventures they had on their own or as a group. But it wasn't much. They slept with Sub and Tyler on watch to read more mythical things in the land that they could discover. Sub wrote a log of the times they were with the Royals, bringing nostalgia. Morning broke free, and music was playing. Piper messaged Carlo on his computer to say the funeral was starting, and they all broke out to the church chapel where they would arrive.

"Now let's hear what they gotta say." Ashley said with concern.

A small group of parents and adults had stepped up to the microphone. It started with Sub's creator, the mad scientiest named Sketch.

"I-I think I lost my mind when I started to not pay attention to him... he was the only other thing living and real that I loved. I'm insane... but I'm sorry. I cannot build anyone else than you. A prototype, yet the only one." He cried insanely, only to leave Sub with shock and tears.

The next one up was Chris' and Carlo's father. He threw an alcohol bottle on the floor and burst into tears.

"I WAS TOO HARSH ON THE KID. Chris... If you could only hear me... I never wanted to lose you like how you lost your mother... it was my fault. I wish I took care of you and your brother better. I-I'm sorry..."

Chris cried silently, Carlo comforting him with a single tear falling down his cheek.

Janet came along, her face darkened with disappointment.

"Tyler was my boy. He kept me company, but he showed determination. I just threw him to do the chores I was supposed to do. Hell I threatened him to break his only occupation. I was scared that he was scared of me... so I kept my distance. I-I'm sorry, Tyler." She walked away, nothing left to be said.

Tyler buried his face in his hands as a beautiful woman was holding hands with Piper and Nathan.

"Mother..." Ashley gasped.

Her name was Tiffany, and her face was already crying as she started to stutter out.

"Ashley was so... sweet and beautiful. She was always so creative. I wish she didn't disappear... but at the same time it gave me time to finally let the truth go free. To Ashley... I miss your father too. I'm your biological mother... but you couldn't remember me... you had something that's too unbearable... I'm sorry... I wish I told you sooner."

Ashley sobbed, ready to burst through the door.

Finally, Jorge's brother had took a stand in the pedestal.

"My mother and father couldn't bare to make it today... But this is for Jorge. I... I wanted him to grow up to be like me. With a life... not dreams. But when I saw the note he left me... I felt bad. He ran away for me to not feel like a supporting character, but... I guess I brought that on myself. I was only mad at his thoughts, but now I wish he didn't run away. I'm sorry Jorge. I still love you."

Jorge's eyes teared up, Krisalee comforting him as everyone stood up and knocked the door down. Tears streamed down their eyes, holding hands as they chimed in at once.

"We're still alive."

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"And we aren't ghosts either."

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"We aren't decoys."

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"But if anything that we heard..."

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"Is that we forgive you."

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sHIT MAN THE FEELS IMSORRY