The Truth Pt. 2

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"I'll kill that son of a bitch."
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They ended up taking me back home, because what else could they do? I was crying in the one place I loved the most, fucking Taco Bell. I never thought I would associate something I loved so much with such sad memories.

In the awkward car ride back, they tried playing some music that they new I liked. They went through Panic!'s new album and then through various Hayley Kiyoko songs.

It almost worked, but I was being a dramatic bitch and my head was pounding. I couldn't find anything to say, I couldn't make myself sing. So I just sat in the backseat of the car, seeing the memories but not the reality. It hurt worse than any bruise that man had given me.

Once we got home, before anything else, they enveloped me in a practically suffocating hug.

"We love you Mary." Phil whispered, his voice cracking. My memories were fading slowly, and I could feel the love they were trying so desperately to give me.

"I'm so sorry." Dan mumbled, squeezing me tighter. "You didn't deserve any of that."

I couldn't breathe at this point, and I wasn't sure if it was the love they were giving away or the fact my lungs were being pressed together. I was betting on the ladder though.

I let out a strangled gasp and they immediately pulled away.

"Sorry." They said simultaneously. They looked at each other.

"Jinx!" Phil screamed before Dan could open his mouth. Dan looked at him bewildered and said, "Wow. Just-just wow Phil."

Phil just shrugged and turned to me. I had moved to the couch, sitting cross cross applesauce, watching both of them. Watching what I had once had, what I left, what I could have again. Possibly, anyway.

"Do you need anything?" He asked. I shrugged.

"Can we just watch vines until it gets really late?"

They both smiled. "Of course."

So we all sat on the couch, with Dan on one end and me on the other, laughing our butts off at brilliantly made, hilarious 6 second videos that had died so long ago.

It still made me tear up.

Of course I could never sit between the infamous Dan and Phil. I guessed no one could, cause no one ever has so. I mean. Pretty self explanatory.

They were holding hands, though sometimes Dan would have to let go to wave his hands vigorously in the air because he was laughing so hard. But his hand always went back to Phil's.

They were adorable.

I looked away and we finished watching the vines, still laughing. I hadn't completely forgotten about the day, and I still had much more to tell them. I was hoping it would be easier.

Even though I knew it wouldn't be.

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"Mary! Why is their a rainbow Christmas tree in the living room?" Jade yelled. I was in the middle of washing up the days dishes, and I giggled a little.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 30, 2018 ⏰

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