part 39

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I step through the front door to quickly get dived on by Dean. Who is still not in his PJs and is wearing black jeans and a a black shirt with a skull on it. I look up from his clothes and gasp when I see his hair but I try and ignore it. "How is aunt Shell and baby Lilly" Dean says excitedly as I lift him up.
"I am fine and Lilly is still not born yet" Shelly replies.

"Dader do you like my hair?"
"I didn't even notice you had a hair cut" I say sarcastically
"Dad says its punk dashion. And its called a side dringe" he says and wipes it out of his eyes that's when I notice the eyeliner
"No o no he out eyeliner on you. Dadi is in so much trouble" I gently place him on his feet and he runs over to Shelly and they slowly go upstairs.

When they are all the way to the top I make my way up the stair.
"Benjamin" I say his name warningly.
I open the living room door and see Benji curled in the fetal position on the sofa.
My heart breaks a little seeing him so broken after four years of him so happy at his new job as a councillor and helping people.

Seeing him so down just hurts me so much I feel tears fall down my face. I go over to him and stroke his back gently Benji turned over and sits up slowly.
"She,she died to young Ash far to young"  Benji says in a shaky voice tears fall down his tear stained cheeks.
"I know" I sob and dive on Benji wrapping my arms round his neck and quickly straddling him.

Benji hugs me tight as we both mourn the loss of out good friend.

We stay like that for what seems like forever until we both fell asleep. "Deans asleep guys I will lock the door behind me OK" I hear Shelly voice say "hu" I say tiredly and lift my head from Benji's shoulder causing him to stirs and wake up.

"Guys Deans is asleep I will let myself out and lock the door. I am also very sorry for your loss Nia was a good girl with a bright future" Shelly says kindly and walks down stairs
"Bye Shell" me and Benji say unison.
"Tata Ash tata Ben" she calls back and closes the front door.

We both go to bed and let sleep take over.

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