Dear Dumbass #Wattys2017

Letter Nine

Axle was in front of the casket.

Seeing Byran, looking the same as he was still in a coma, just this time he look more, dead.

Tang was comforting Bryan's mother.

Everyone was crying.

Well almost everyone; Axle still wasn't crying.

Again he felt nothing. Was not happy, nor sad. Just Nothing .

You are dead to me: Axle thought to himself, staring at the lifeless body that once use to be possessed by the most annoying person he ever meet.

The only thing that stayed on Axle's mind was:

Bryan's death, and the awful hair cut he been having for the past seven years the two been knowing each other.

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"Byran can not be dead." The car was getting faster," He can't be dead, we were just talking about going all over the world almost two weeks ago."

"I refuse to believe he is dead." Axle said to himself, getting out of the car. Walking to the trunk, getting a shovel, body bag, and himself. 

Checking the time, seeing it was only 3:03 AM.

The devil's hour: Axle thought to himself, walking to gates, trowing the shovel; and then himself.

Heavy breathing. Fog was coming out. Axle searched for his missing friend.

Ingrid Johnson
January 13, 1713 - January 15 1735

Not him

Raydon Benit

April 16, 1957- June 1967

Not him

Gill Kill

November 3, 1968- December 9, 1990

Defiantly not him.

Byran Robinson

December 23, 1998 - December 26, 2016.

"Happy Birthday." It took them three days to put him six feet underground.

And today is the day Byran was apposed to be 18 years old. 

"The one who acts like the baby of the group, is the one who's the oldest." Axle says, while chuckling. Pushing down the shovel to his feet, making a hole in the ground. The only light helping him see was his flashlight, and the moonlight. 

"You know, Kyle tried talking to you again. But of course Tang and I wouldn't. Because he broke your heart, the Pendejo wanted forgiveness." He continues to dig.

Two Feet Down

"Now come on, we have places to go. People to see. And everyone is crying, because they think you'er missing. But you'er not. You'er right here, hiding from everyone else." 

Four Feet Down

"Grace tried talking to me yesterday. Asking how I'm holding up. I told her I was fine, not sure what's the big deal. Everything is still the same, but we still need to throw you a birthday party." Axle stated, pulling out a present out of his pocket. It was covered in poke-a-dots and tried up to a red ribbon. 

Five Feet Down

Axle checks down on his watch. It was 3:45 AM. He never noticed how much time has pass. He looks around, taking a break from his aching back.

Breathes In.

Breathes Out.

All Axle heard was the owls, trees raddling, and whatever you hear at night. Continues to digging.

Six Feet Down

Axle was here. Started to hit the wooden casket with the shovel. Then he moved to the sides of the wooden door. Preys on that one, hoping it will open. "C'mon, man. Let me in, I know times are tough. That's why I'm here for, to help you."

He gets on his knees. Splinters were waiting for Axle's hand, before they plunge in. "Ow!"

Blood. Parts of the casket, were with him. Tears begin to crawl out of his eyes, out of pain.

"Byran, why aren't you helping me?!" Axel yells at Byran. "You always help me, when I needed. Until-"

Until what? What happened to Byran, that stop helping me? : Axle thought to himself.

And at that the tears came more then about the pain.

Breath in.

Breath out.

"Byran death."  Tears were spilling out. Ugly crying. He pulls out a crump line sheet of paper.

Axle reads out loud:

Dear Dumbass.

When are you going to come back. Everyone misses you. You should have never left. Everyone is crying. But me. I can't cry, because there is no reason to. Because you're still here, even if everyone thinks you're gone. But you're not. You're still here. You are still annoying. And we are still going al over the world together.

Because. I love you.

As a brother. I am making sure that we are still clear on that. Because, there is a very good reason why everyone calls you a dumbass.

But I guess to everyone you a never coming back. But you will.

I know you will,

Love (not like that idiot),

Axle.

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Hey Cuties!

WOW! That was very intense to write. I was like all confused and emotional the whole time. I'm here texting people on what should I do, is this good enough. Because this shit messes me up. I don't know about you guys tho?

Did it mess you up too? Tell me about it in the comments. SO I can see what's going on so far.

Until next time.

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