A/N- So so so sorry for not being active on this story. I have been very busy here lately and I promise I will write a ton more!! I love you guys not very many have read yet but that doesn't mean a thing!!
After I finished all of the things my Father wanted I headed out to the forest. I know that all I have to do is go to the treehouse. He will be there obviously. Right?
As I begin my journey towards the treehouse I plan my apology.
"Tyler I'm sorry," to dry.
"Tyler your the love of my life," to clingy.
"Tyler the sex was awesome," what fucking am I Brendon Urie?
"My life has been even more blue black without you Ty, you mean the world to me and I like you as more than a friend. " I think this is it.
Yes this is perfect.
As I approach the treehouse house I smell something, gas? Smoke?
I run as fast as I can my heart pounding out of my chest. All I can see is the flames engulfing the treehouse. I can feel my heart tearing apart because what I know is this:
Treehouses don't just magically catch fire.
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My Lighter In His Hands
FanfictionThis is a sequel to the Forest Fic (Forest Fic is not mine!! I do not own the rights to it at all!!) I hope everyone enjoys!! "They say the fire started with a lighter and I immediately knew, that lighter, the lighter that killed the love of my life...
