5 years, 2 months later...
"I now pronounce you, husband and wife." the priest said. "Wake up Tay Tay! Wake up!!!" Alayna screamed. "What!? Oh, it's you Alayna." Taylor tiredly sighed. It had been 3 years since Jake, Benny, and Mark died. All of them were on a plane when Kyle sabotaged it. The boys died burning up, and the triplets were badly injured. They died by giving the triplets the parachutes to escape the plane, and Garrett somehow managed to survive the crash with a large plastic bag. They're not sure what happened to Abby, Hannah, and Markicat though. They do have a few scars, but they are at least alive. The girls had to be in therapy for a while, because everyone they have ever loved died, besides each other and they just couldn't take it any more.
"Hey Girls!" Garrett smiled as he walked to the dinner table with plates of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. "How is everyone this morning?" Gracie smiled back. "Good, good, just hand me the food!!! I'm starving!" Taylor and Alayna chuckled. "I still don't understand how a small person such as Gracie, can eat so much, and still be hungry!" Garrett laughed. "I know right!?" Taylor spoke up. "Did you girls have nightmares again?" Garrett asked. "Yes." Alayna frowned. "Look, I'm sorry all of this happened to you three, I honestly do. You see..." Garrett said as his voice started to crack, "When I was young, I also went through some hard times, I mean probably not as bad as you three have been through, but when I was young I had 2 abusive parents, and when they got mad, they beat me with a wooden paddle. I was finally taken from them when I was 10, but I was put in an orphanage. I was put in many foster homes, but I didn't like most of them so I would run away. Finally, when I was 12, I ran away for good. I went into the woods and started my journey until I came to this house with a lovely couple with, i don't know, maybe 10 cats. The problem was for them was the lady couldn't have kids, and the kids that she went to adopt at orphanages were adopted by the time she could, so she took me in, signed papers, and officially adopted me. Sadly though, when I was 16, me and my parents, we went on a trip to Iraq. There, my parents were assassinated and I was left alone to try to get back home to the U.S.A. I made it back, and lived on my own since then." Garrett then burst into tears. "Oh. My. Gosh." the triplets said. "We're so sorry for you!" Then the triplets hugged Garrett. "We never knew!" Alayna added. "We thought that you were just an annoying random guy!" Garrett then laughed. "Yeah, I was taking antidepressant pills so I wasn't depressed all the time, so I was a little crazy happy sometimes!" "Don't worry about it Garrett, it's ok." Gracie smiled. "But what if it's not ok?" said a voice as they broke down the door. "Kyle!?" the triplets screamed. "Hello sisters." Kyle smiled. "I guess this is also goodbye!" Kyle said, and with a swing of his arm, he pulled out an assault rifle and shot both Taylor and Alayna down. Then he whipped around and shot Gracie, leaving only Garrett and himself left. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the lonely boy named Garrett. How pathetic." Kyle smirked. "You'd better shut up." Garrett threatened. "Oh, yeah. What are ya gonna do if I don't shut up?" Kyle teased. "I'll do this!" Garrett said, and grabbed the gun from Kyle, and shot him down, dead. Garrett closed the book, and looked at his children and said, "You can't trust anyone."
The End
