At fifteen minutes to midnight, we headed to the hospital cemetery.
"So, ready to be alive again, Steph?" Pewds asks.
"Yeah, but I'm gonna miss walking through walls and scaring the shit out of people. But hey, I won't have to leave Cry or Pewds or anyone." He answers.
"Oh yeah, about that..." I say. Piggy, Skully, and Mr. Chair go silent in the backseat.
"And what about that?" Pewds asks.
"Um, there's three of us, and ya know..."
"Love triangle. He has to choose one of you." Skully says.
"I personally hope he chooses no one so I can have Stephano." Mr. Chair says.
"I personally hope he chooses Pewdie so I can have Cry!" Skully says. The three of us roll our eyes.
"Sorry guys, but the one who's left will probably end up either alone or with a girl." Pewds says.
"Or dead." Stephano says, grimly. We look at him. His head is against the window, looking out into the darkness and his usual gold has faded to a darkish yellow. From what I can see of his eyes, there is no color. It's like his gorgeous gold eyes have been swallowed by darkness.
"Steph..?" I say, brushing a piece of yellowish hair out of his eyes. He pulls away as if I had struck him.
"Don't touch me." He mumbles. It is now that I see that he is shaking. No, he's trembling. He's having a panic attack. I never had a problem with these but plenty of my friends did or do. I scoot closer to him.
"Stephy..." I wrap my arms around him. He tries to pull away but I refuse to let go. Soon, he collapses into my arms.
"Guys, we're here." Pewds says. Stephano looks at me.
"Ready?" I ask. He wipes his eyes with his golden sleeve. He is starting to get his color back.
"Ready." He says, smiling at me. I open the car door and we step out.
