Strings Attached [Completed] (Book 2)

Chapter 23: Happy Birthday

[A/N: Back to Failboat's Pov]

A few months passed since ExplodingTNT left us. I missed him more than the others. I didn't know he had feelings for me and I guess I did put him in my shadow.

I felt guilty but I'm still dating Septic because like TNT said "We should all be happy!" Me, Pink Sheep, Purple Shep, and Septic were in my car driving to a valley. We got out of my car walked up a little hill.

Once we got up, we took in the scenery. It was nighttime and all I heard were crickets and owls. The owl came from the tree that we were visiting. It was doing this hooting that sounded so much like a song.

"Fail...don't you remember why we're here?" Pink Sheep asked. "Oh! Right..." I responded. It was TNT's birthday today and we thought we would say happy birthday. I walked to the other side of the tree.

The others followed me but I was first to see it. On the other side of the tree was...ExplodingTNT's grave. I sat my knees. The others stood up. "Do you want some time alone?" Septic asked.
"Yeah..." I responded.

She kissed my forehead and then they all left leaving me alone. I layed next to the grave, looking at the stars. I got up and went up to the tree. I kissed the tree and said "Happy Birthday."

I left a single rose. I went with the others and then I started to cry. The others hugged me to comfort me. I hugged them. I looked at the stars and remember something that TNT said.

"We should make the most out of everything. That means spending as much time as possible with the people you love because soon you'll see that it's worth it. Plus you'll have so many memories about them and you'll think that they're here with you but you can't see them and I guess that's makes you happy."

As we drove back to our house, I kept remembering memories of TNT. It did make me happy. The others were asleep. TNT was right when he said it will make you believe that they're here with you.

I'm sure he's here with us no matter what...after all we don't have strings attached to us.

The End...or is it?