Tyson

slade archer

(thanks Mia for the sing suggestion 👏😍)

(MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE BTW OMG😍😍)

Tyson

Slade Archer.

pronounced dead.

Slade Archer.

pronounced dead.

How?

Why?

Why him?

Why not me?

Arms are wrapped around me.

mom.

Her cries...

"I'm so sorry you had to witness it, baby" her voice cracks.

"Mom" I turn around and wrap my huge arms around her little body, crying.

"I know" she cries in my chest.

"Wake up!" I hear dad shout.

And that only breaks my heart into a million pieces.

after all, grandpa was there with dad when he was four and got shot.

he's the one who rushed him to the hospital.

who came back for him ten years later.

"I'm so sorry" the Manson brothers walk up.

"Just go!" I shout and they frown before leaving.

grandpa should be the one here comforting me... like he always does.

he was an amazing grandpa.

been there for me since I was born...

how am I gonna cope without him?

**

I continue throwing my ball at the wall that keeps bouncing back as I cry an ocean.

my phone goes off, but I can't see who's calling due to the tears in my eyes.

I wipe my eyes with my shirt, and look at my phone to see Athena is calling.

what if she needs me...

what if she needs help...

I try to calm myself down before calling her back.

"Ty! I was worried! You didn't show up to school today!! Killing spree?" she chuckles.

I try to form words. "Y-yea" I say in a crying voice.

"Ty... you're crying.... what's wrong?" she asks.

"Nothing" I hiccup.

"I'm coming over, right now"'she hangs up.

I throw my phone across the room and bawl out crying.

that's all we're doing in this house.