Jealousy: The Full Series - An Andi Mack Fanfic

8x11 - Our Lives

Andi's POV:
As we entered the garage, we were horrified to see Jonah's dead body laying on the ground. And next to him, Cyrus.

He was sobbing. He looked up and immediately hugged us. "My dad. He shot Jonah. He killed him and dropped the gun, and I tried to shoot myself, but there were no bullets left."

Mom's face turned to horror. "You tried to kill yourself? Why?!"

"I was so sad about all of this, and I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted it all to end." He buried his face into my shoulder, and I cried with him.

"Bowie's gone too." I said softly. It hurt so much.

The three of us sat in the room for a while, crying all over, until we felt relatively fine enough to go home.

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Mom knocked on the door. Cece answered. "Bex? Andi? What's going on?" She saw our clothes. "Why is there blood on you two?!"

My eyes started to water once again. "Bowie's gone. So is Jonah..."

"Gone?" She asked in horror. "You mean...?"

"Yes." Mom said. "They're dead."

She dragged us both in and hugged us. "I'm so sorry."

I started crying again. "It's hurts... so much."

Cece let go. "I'll go make something for you two. Go and change into something else. I kept some of your old clothes here. You can use those."

——3 Weeks Later——

3rd Person POV:
Everyone sat in the cathedral, in black clothes. Not a single smile on anyone's face.

The priest stood at the alter. "Hello. Today, you are all here for the funerals of at least one of these three lost souls. Marty Durap, Bowie Quinn, and Jonah Beck. I will now invite anyone at all who would want to say anything."

Buffy stood up, and wiped a tear away. She took a deep breath. "Marty was my first love. He was just as competitive as me in just about anything. Despite me being impulsive, he still loved me. And that's all I could ask for in a guy." Her voice began to crack. "Someone who would love me for who I am."

Cyrus stepped up next. "These words are about Jonah. Jonah Beck was the all around popular kid that I crushed on. I never expected the cool guy to date the gay person like me. But he did. He understood me, and understood the struggles of being LGBT. I had someone to hold when I was sad. Someone to laugh with during those happy moments. Someone to love me when I needed it."

Andi and Bex both came up next. Andi had a straight face as she spoke. "Bowie Quinn. I didn't even know him until 13 years after I was born. But when I did, he changed my life for the better. He was a true father, even if it was only for a short while. That's all I have, but I'm sure Bex can tell you more."

Andi hugged her mother and went back to her seat. Bex started to cry a little when she started talking. "My relationship with Bowie was such a cliche. But it was a good cliche. He loved music. He loved nature. He loved me, and Andi."

She looked back at the grave. "I loved him with all my heart. But... I never said it to his face. Not when he proposed to me. Not even when I was holding him in the arms." She covered her face as the tears flew out. "I just want to be able to go back, and say those three words to him."

She sat back down and the service went on. More people went up and spoke about their fallen loved ones. Then, they brought the bodies to the graveyard and buried them all.

At this point, even the strongest people broke down in tears, as they lowered the bodies into the ground.

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Buffy's POV:
We went to the Spoon. Just me, Andi, and Cyrus. We were all still depressed from the funeral, but on the bright side, there were no more tears.

Andi looked up. "What do we do now?"

"I don't know what I'm going to do." Cyrus said, shrugging. "Three people I cared about lost their lives."

I put my arms around both of them. "Andi, Cyrus. Our loved ones may be gone, but we're still alive. What they would want us to do is go and live our lives."

They all felt better after this. Andi and Cyrus nodded in agreement.

"See? So when our spirits are back up, I say we go and live 'em."