Toby's point of view
My brother's funeral is today. We now know what happened to Mitch. Mitch was at a bar and he had a gun and it was taken out of his hand and he was shot.
I did a speech for him. I wrote it and Harry did one too. My parents had him in an open casket. I closed my eyes and in the church everyone sitting down. The priest calls me up to do my speech. I head up.
"Hello friends family near and dear ones. We are here to celebrate my brothers life. To some he was a cousin, some a son, some a best friend. To me he was my solid rock, my bean bag chair, my best friend, and he was my buddy when I wasn't sure on what to decide. My brother would be there when someone wasn't. We both loved to wrestle, watch Netflix and chill out, I love him dearly," I finish with tears in my eyes.
I went and sat down. Harry did his speech awhile. My dad hugged me. I thought I'd never make it but, he didn't. I cried my heart out.
We went to Union Station and got beer and flasks of whiskey. I sit there and I felt two kicks one from each side. Than I felt something in my underwear.
"Harry, my water broke," I whisper.
"Oh shit," he says. I get up and get to his car and drove to the hospital.
I went and pushed and pushed. Both came out and both were beautiful. They were wrapped in blankets. I named both Cleo and Emma. I baby pictures done. I lick my lips and my nieces and nephews came in to see them.
"Hey Aunt Toby and Uncle Harry," they all say.
"Hey kidos," we say in sync.
"How are you doing," they ask.
"Good. You," I ask.
I got goods and ok's and it's been better. "That's OK, wanna see your new cousins," I ask. They run To the sides of Emma and Cleo.
"Yea. Please don't wake them up," I say.
"OK," they say.
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We're not who we use to be
RomanceToby and Harry always liked each other with out knowing they'd eventually would fall for each other. they have dated other people before. but the day Toby got hit changed everything. Harry cried and hoped she got better everyday. "I love you" I...
