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A week has gone by since Scott has passed. I still couldn't process it, even after the funeral. Jake and Zeke seem to be okay. I know they're pretty upset and I know they're putting up walls so I don't see that. Everyone at school give me sorrowful looks and even Leslie hasn't even been rude to me. She told me she was sorry for my loss. It's hard to forget about it when people are constantly giving you pity looks, Or when you LIVE next to his empty home, Or when you walk past his locker that is decorated from different friends of his, having pictures of them together and how happy he looked. I've put some on his locker too. Staying next to his house hurt so much. Jake and I have been staying over at Zeke's house for several days. Mom has gone on another business trip.

Zeke and I have gotten pretty close. I learned that he lives only with his dad, Brent,because he lost him Mom to cancer. I guess that's why he understood better than Jake and especially me. Jake and I even started taking him with us to the gym everyday. It's become an everyday thing for me. It helps relieve pain and makes me forget. Even if it's for just a couple hours.

It's a Friday night and I'm sitting in the room I've been staying in at Zeke's house. Jake was in the shower and Zeke was doing his homework. I start thinking about everything Scott and I have been through and I feel tears slip down my face. Before I could wipe them away, Zeke comes in and does it for me. He pulls me into his chest and held me. He lifts my chin to look into his eyes. "Brianne...I know it's hard. I do. I lost my mother this way. I loved her more than anything. Sometimes you've got to let go though. God had a reason for everything, we may not understand why at the moment. I don't even understand the reason he took my mom to him. Maybe we won't ever understand but God has a reason. I need you to be strong honey, okay? Scott wouldn't want you to be so sad. I heard what he told you that night and he was right. He wants you to be happy. He wouldn't want you to be sad. He loved when you were so happy and full of life. Can you do that for him?"

Zeke's speech hit me in the heart. He was 100% right. Why hadn't I though of this before. Yeah, I loved Scott, but sometimes is does less damage to let go than to hold on. Like when you're sliding down a rope, Holding on causes more pain, giving you rope burn, than it does when you let you let go of it. That's how it is now. Hold on is hurting me more than letting go. Scott wouldn't want me this way. I know that. I need to let go.

I hug Zeke tighter than I ever have. He chuckles at how I reacted to his speech and he hugs me back. I don't know what I'd do without him and Jake. We pull apart and Jake comes in wearing nothing but sweat pants, water beads rolling down his chest and abs. Since I've been staying here with Jake, we've become VERY close.

He comes over as wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into a bone crushing hug, practically lifting me off the ground because of the height difference. I wrap my arms around his neck and burry my face into his neck. He picked me up and threw me on the bed and started tickling me. I bursted out laughing. Something I haven't done since Scott passed. Zeke joined in too and they both tickled me. By the time they were done, I tears coming out of my eyes, not from sadness, but from laughter and honestly, I missed that and that's how Scott would want me to be. Jake pulls me onto his lap and holds me tight. I thought he was doing it to be nice, but I caught the look he gave Zeke and Zeke started tickling me while Jake held me still. I have to beg them to stop several times until they actually do. Once they're done, I tackle Jake and Zeke.

After our little play fights, we watch movies in Jake and I's room we've been staying in. I layed across Jake and Zeke. My head layed in Jake's lap and he rubbed circles on my belly and combed his fingers through my hair while my legs layed in Zeke's laps while he rubbed circles on my thighs.

I See Jake and Zeke get on their phones and I knew they were up to no good. I waited thirty minutes and still nothing so I was guessing I was just paranoid so I dropped that thought. After an hour, we we're still watching movies, peacefully, until Jake decides to slid his hand down and Zeke decides to slide his hands up. So THIS was their little messaged plan hu. Even though they were making me uncomfortable with how close they were getting to a certain area, I couldn't let them be satisfied with their plan and I knew they wouldn't actually do that to me, so I decided not to do anything about it. Just sit there and watch our movie and act like this wasn't happening.

Once they both got an inch away, they stopped and realized it wasn't effecting me, so they tried playing it cool and started rubbing circles an inch away. Not going to lie, it affected me. A LOT. Let's just say, they were both NOT ugly. But I couldn't let their plan work, so I decided to make my own plan. After 10 minutes went by I jumped up off the couch and they both screamed and I burst out laughing a their reactions. I punched them both in the shoulder and took off running to my room I've been staying in. Thank God his dad wasn't home or he'd be up. Jake and Zeke were right on my heels and before I could lock the door, they both came and and picked me up. They dragged me into Zeke's enormous kitchen, turned on the sink and sprayed me with the sink hose, soaking me in the cold water.

Once THAT was over we decided to go to bed. I had to change out of my soaking clothes, of course, and crawled into bed with Jake. He reached over to try to hold me like he always would but I played the cold shoulder game and rolled over. That didn't stop him from wrapping and arm around me. I was going to get revenge tonight.

I make sure Jake is asleep and pull myself out of bed and I go over to Zeke's door to make sure he's asleep. I hear his light snores and I smile to myself. I sneak down stairs and get 2 cups of ice and fill them all the way up. I sneak back up stairs and go into Jake's room first. I see the blankets are already off and I pull his sweat pants and boxers up and dump the ice down them. Before he could catch me I run into Zeke's room and do the same to him. He jumps up and gives me a deadly glare. Then I think the cold of the ice got to him and he jumps and and starts taking his pants off. I turn around and avoid looking at him a he strips. I walk back into where Jake was and he was doing the same thing. I start laughing and he looked at me evilly. "BRIANNE REID" we yelled from both of them.

Let's just say it was a prank filled night. However, it was a great night. It was something I needed and I really enjoyed it.

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