Till Death Do Us Part

Together, we can go through anything

After that, he did what I told him. He always came to me when something was bothering him. He still cut himself sometimes, But I tried to help him as much as I could. So did his sister. We kind of became like the three musketeers. If you saw one, the two other would be around the corner.

T didn't like to go out, so mostly we spend our time watching movies and playing games. Sometimes I slept over and we'd stay awake all Night and talk about random stuff. We would see the sunrise and we'd fall asleep together. All three of us.

And Whenever Thomasz felt down again, we'd be the ones to pick him up. And when T and his sister got into a fight -because let's face it, they're still brother and sister- their mother would always put Femke first. It was kind of sad to see. But I didn't get involved in that.

When I was alone with his mother, she always told me old stories about when they went to the beach and Thomasz always put sand in Femke's bathingsuit. Or when they went to the zoo and T threw his pacifier in the cage of An owl and cried for weeks. Or that he would always eat his crayons and then proudly show off his teeth in all colors.
She even told me about that day Where she would find T crying in bed and she stayed with him all Night.
She seemed wonderful.

She also told me that Thomasz tried to commit suïcide quite often. He got bullied when he was just a kid because he was a bit bigger than all the others. That's Why he became so muscular. But she also told me that she never saw him this happy. She told me she was happy that he met me. That I changed his life for the better.

I had all these mixed feelings after talking to her. I was so happy that I got to know more about him, yet sad for what he had been through. He was so special. I couldn't believe it.

Months passed and we never labeled ourselfs as a couple. But the way I saw him, was more than just a friend. And I kind of know he felt the Same way, because it wasn't always me who blushed Whenever people told us we looked like a couple.

He was mine and I was his. We didn't need a label. We didn't need to explain ourselfs.
It was just us.