Lost in time G.D E.D

Part 45

Grayson carries me out of the car and into my apartment.

He sets me down on my couch and holds my hand while he crouches in front of me.

Ethan walks out of my kitchen with a bottle of water. He takes the cap off and hands me it. 

"Drink now, calm down," he demands.  I do as told and shakily drink a little.

Grayson gently brushes my hair still. 

"Okay, now tell us what happened, why did you freak out?" Grayson asks. I take a deep breath and decide that maybe this can help convince them not to do The shooting. 

"I never told you guys about the last town I lived in. Or why I moved here," I sigh setting the water down. They sit down beside me and watch me,

"I had a boyfriend who looked exactly like Phil," 

"I thought you've never had a boyfriend?" Ethan looks confused. 

"I lied, its really painful," I rub my arm uncomfortable,

"Me and him worked together, we were together for a long time and from what I can tell, we were in love. One day at work two of our coworkers came in with guns," 

"Shit," Ethan whispers and I act like I don't hear it.

"They shot at us. He saved my life, he had a gun and shot them both but he was also killed," I shake harder remembering everything so vividly.

Ethan holds my hand looking at me sadly,

"I almost commit suicide afterwards but..." 

"But what?" Grayson asks. 

"I met you two, you guys make me happy, you guys helped me recover," I hold Grayson's hand still

and grab Ethan in my other hand. 

"I'm so sorry," Grayson caresses my cheek gentle.

First I had Him apologising for his own school shooting and now apologising about killing me and their friend. 

"Its been a while now, just...seeing him messed me up, it was a huge surprise meeting him," I shrug. 

"I'm sorry, if we knew we wouldn't have taken you, or at least warned you," Ethan apologizes too.

"Neither of you guys knew, I avoided this way too long," I sigh and drink more water. I also forgot Phil was there so I didn't prepare myself either. 

"Lets just play Mario some more," Ethan gets up and walks off again.

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April 8th  Good morning New valley,

it's Monday, April 8th,1999 

I wake up to my annual alarm and know its time to prepare for my final Tuesday. In my ninth timeline I stayed home today and trained myself in knife throwing, I had already learned how to shoot a gun.

I had a duffle bag waiting with my own pistols and knives, my plan was to take Ethan out while Grayson was checking the bombs in the commons.

Lets just say, I had a bullet in my chest before I threw my first knife. 

The tenth I was in a mental asylum, that is a horror story I don't even want to remember. As for my 11th until now, my 26th, for any timelines I survived I spent it as a normal day. 

Tonight I'm shutting off my fuse box and telling Grayson my house is out of power.

After they get home from their Outback Stakehouse trip they used as their final send off. 

Even if Grayson promised I'll live to see my party I don't believe him. However, I know he recorded a tape around 2am tonight.

And they run a few errands before tapping their goodbyes at 10:30 tomorrow. If I'm with him will he stop?  I finish getting ready for my last real day of school in this timeline.

If I fail I'm going to tell Death to go fuck himself and I'm done. This has been the hardest, most emotional timeline yet. 

I walk out and sit in the waiting car and tell the boys hi. 

"I think my power might be out, none of my lights were working, I'm lucky I woke up without my alarm," I shake my head acting surprised. 

"That sucks big time, check on that after school," Grayson tells me as he pulls away. 

"You guys busy tonight?" 

"No, just doing what we always do," Ethan shrugs. 

"No dinner plans? Like Outback?" I ask surprised. 

"No, but that does sound like a good idea, you down Gray?" He asks. 

"We could have an early birthday dinner for Liv." Grayson smiles. 

"She doesn't really like meat much, lets pick something else," Ethan decides. This is weird, every April 8th they go. 

"If your powers still out we can go to dinner and I'll sneak you into my room for the night," Grayson adds. He's falling right into my plan. 

"Why not my room?" Ethan asks sadly. 

"Theres no way we can sneak someone in your house all night, mom and dad don't come in my room," Grayson reminds him. 

"I can't wait to live on my own. We just got back from New York last night, of course I'll have a roommate in my dorm. Someday I'll be free," he huffs. 

"So you're leaving in August?" I ask. 

"September, but I'll be back for thanksgiving," 

"I'll miss you Gray," I rub his shoulder. 

"We have all summer together before that," he smiles at me through the rearview mirror. 

"I'm apparently not going anywhere," Ethan grunts annoyed. He just got rejected by the Army

"We'll find something to get caught up in," I reach up and hold his hand,

"Maybe me and you can find a college together in the Spring," 

"I don't know if I'm too interested in college, I just need to find somewhere to go. Probably Georgia, anywhere but here," he clenches onto my hand. 

"We'll be together," I smile at him. 

"Or you could move to New York, be with me," Grayson suggests. 

"Both of us? Or just her?" Ethans voice turns a little hostile and he moves me closer. 

"Whichever," he mutters back annoyed. 

"Dammit stop it you two," I roll my eyes and Grayson pulls into his alotted parking spot. 

"Lets go smoke and I'll walk you to gym," Grayson tells me. 

"I'm going to look for Susan," Ethan stomps away. On Saturday me and Gray went to Prom while Ethan  stayed home with that Susan girl. 

"Yeah, lets go," I sigh and follow him across the street.

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Me and Grayson leave school with our Romeo and Juliet audition sheets. I've never tried out but if me and Grayson make it to Drama tomorrow we will try out.

Even though Tori is likely to get Juliet automatically I still get a good grade just for making an attempt.  The three of us drive to my apartment and I show them the lights not coming on. 

"Maybe I should check your fus-," Ethan starts. 

"I'm starving, sucks about my lights," I shrug. 

"I want you to stay anyway," he shrugs too and

we head back to the car to drive to my early birthday celebration.  I have less than 24 hours to save 29 lives.