7 Minutes in Heaven | Grayson Dolan

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grayson

(5 years later)

never let anything get to your head.

ethan and i have been living off of this quote ever since we went viral. our vine accounts gained more than a million follows, we started a youtube channel and were popular enough to be on famous-birthdays.com.

we moved to los angeles, the city where dreams can come true. we're working with mtv, collaborating with other famous youtubers and hanging with our squad. it's all fun and laughs, but ever since that stupid party game five years ago, something's been dragging me down.

maybe it's the thought that she was the only girl i've ever loved who wasn't my mother or sister. maybe it's because i gave her my virginity and she gave me hers. maybe it's because i'm scared that she might be gone forever.

i've never forgotten her angled face, her bony figure and her soft, bouncy hair. i remember her voice, lilting and sweet, like honey. i can remember us dancing, her telling me that everything would be okay.

and she left. her eighteenth birthday, 6 minutes before she left me. she ran away, far away hopefully. her foster family has been looking for her since, in so much worry, they even put up a small memorial on their street in case she killed herself.

i doubt it. i dont think she could've done that. to me or herself. she wasn't depressed, she was just sick of what she had to deal with. she was leaving for good, she said. she wanted to start a better life on her own, find her mother.

after all these years, i still loved her. that's what probably hurt me the most. not that she left me. i can kind of comprehend why she didn't attempt to call out to me and ask me to come along. it's the fact that i still loved her with all of my heart.

ethan kicks me softly as he hands me my cold brew coffee and a small bag. the scent of warm cinnamon rolls fills up my nose and i look at the little steam clouds coming from the bag. i follow ethans eyes to the door, which was overcrowded with screaming girls.

i shrug at the barista and walk to the door, pushing it open. they make space for me and ethan to walk through, smiling and asking for pictures and signatures and autographs. i bite on my tongue and take a couple of selfies. then i see it.

out of the corner of my eye. a familiar small brunette with bright yellow shoes and a big red backpack strapped onto her bony shoulders. i shove my way through the fans, looking at her cross the street with grace.

i know her. i know her so well. something inside of me bubbles. my heart picks it's pace, making my breathing unsteady. hands attempt to hold me back. i let the coffee and the bag with the rolls fall, ethan is shouting my name behind me.

i run. i chase this girl. i feel tears brim in my eyes and i blink faster. car tires screech on the road, i hear fans screech my name bluntly as i take in one of the biggest breaths i have taken in my entire lifetime as i scream her name.

"reese!"

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