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Movies (Chapter 34)~The End PART 1

a/n: the end part one!! Originally, this was going to be a full and single chapter, but I changed my mind!!

Word Count: 1064

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   I doubt that people expect to be in their mid-twenties and hung up over some person that only used them for their emo sibling.

   I doubt that people expect to be in their mid-twenties and worrying about who'll fall in love with who next.

   I doubt that people expect to be in their mid-twenties and checking their back every ten seconds to make sure that there's not someone after them.

   I doubt that people are expecting most of these things to happen to them. I highly doubt that, but that's what Zane, Travis and Garroth were experiencing.

   And they weren't loving it, no matter how much McDonalds they try to consume.

   A couple weeks had passed since everything with Laurance and the tattoo had happened, nothing too eventful happening in that time.

   Inevitably, Zane was suspicious. It had been a long time since they had gone almost three weeks without making a move. You may be wondering who 'they' are. 'They' is just another name for Laurance, Lucinda and Katelyn.

   To interrupt the peaceful day, there was an abrupt knock on the door. Travis hoisted himself off the couch, a small grunt leaving his mouth as he got up. Zane glanced up at Travis, the two making eye contact for a brief second.

   Travis flashed Zane his signature smile before walking off and answering the door. "AWW, TRAV, BABY, I MISSED YOU!" Zane heard a voice proclaim. His pale blue eyes widened.

   "Lucind--" Travis was cut off by the sound of a kiss. Zane's head whipped around, him seeing a horrifying sight. The albino was pushed against the wall with closed eyes and puckered lips while Lucinda's lips were pressed against his.

   "Baby," Lucinda started as they pulled back, their foreheads connected. Her voice was husky, low and quiet, "Lets take this upstairs." She commented. Travis grinned, "Gladly." He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist.

   As Travis reached the staircase, he felt a foot press against his back. "Not so fast." A naturally low voice growled.

   The green eyed male opened his eyes, glancing back at Zane. "Get out of my way." The albino snapped as Zane's foot lowered.

   Zane's expression hardened. The dark haired male could feel Lucinda's eyes burning holes into him, a grin on her face. He didn't like it once bit.

   "No!" Zane wailed, "You're not going to have sex with another person in my house!" He growled. Travis scowled, "I said. . . Let me through." Travis snarled.

   They went back and forth for a bit, Travis finally groaning and walking off. As he was at the door, his eyes fluttered, him blinking continuously.

   "Trav, baby, what's wrong?" Lucinda asked, looking down at Travis as if he were prey and she was the predator.
  
   Travis' eyes widened, "What in the name of Irene is going on!?" He questioned rather loudly, dropping Lucinda.

   If you thought that Travis screamed loudly, you've never heard Lucinda. She screeched as she fell, "YOU LITTLE. . ." The orange haired witch paused, "YOU LITTLE. . ." She paused again.

   "WELL, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE." She scrambled to her feet, "ENKI YOU." She stormed out, absolutely fuming.

   Zane was wearing a small grin under his mask, "What happened?" Travis asked as he rubbed the back of his head lightly. He turned to Zane, a questionable expression resting on his face.

   "Nothing important." Zane purred. He silently vowed at that moment that he'd never tell Travis. Not yet, at least. Maybe when all of this Lucinda, Katelyn and Laurance stuff blew over though.

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   A shaky breath left the blonde's mouth. He had just taken Dante's advice and he was regretting it already. He was regretting it more than he thought he would when he signed up to do this in the first place.

   If you're wondering what he 'signed up' for, I'll answer that in just a second.

   His fingers tapped against his coffee cup anxiously. His stomach was turning with a wide variety of emotions. He was feeling emotions starting with letters all the way from A to Z. It wasn't too good.

   Right as Garroth looked up from his cup, his eyes widened. Was it him? Was it really him? The blonde blinked, trying to get ahold of himself.

   'You can't chicken out now.' Garroth told himself, his own voice rolling around his head.

   The thought of being in the same room as Laurance and breathing the same air as Laurance seemed to be near to impossible at the moment.

   He felt his hands grow clammy and his spine chill. His heart rushed to his throat, it forming a large lump in it. In short, Garroth was nervous. Very nervous.

   What was a heartbroken guy to do? Go call his ex and say 'Hey, let's go out for coffee because Dante convinced me to because he obviously wants me to die inside!'? No? Well, that's what Garroth did (Well, without the 'because Dante convinced me to because he obviously wants me to die inside' part).

   His tapping speed increased, his fingers touching his coffee cup in a fast rhythm. "Hey. . ." Garroth finally said, signaling Laurance of his presence.

   The brunette looked down at him, him being around twenty feet away from the 6'2 blonde.

   Garroth's ocean blue eyes widened. Laurance smiled brightly, "Hey, bud!" He exclaimed, sliding onto the chair across from Garroth.

   The blonde nodded bitterly, smiling fakely as an unwelcoming taste entered his mouth. He wasn't Laurnace's 'bud'.

   "Hey. . ." Garroth muttered quietly, eye contact being averted. He gulped. "I. . ." He paused, "I'm not going to act like everything's okay. . ."

   "Because everything isn't simply 'okay'. "Why'd you use me? Why'd you go through me to get to Zane? Why'd you make me believe that you loved me, making me love you . . . ?"

   The pale blue eyed male gulped, "I needed to get to Zane. Travis was with him and I. . . I didn't know what else to do. But then. . . But then I decided to be with you. Garroth, I adore you. . . I need you. . ."

   "Garroth. . ."

   "I still love you."