{SallyFace} Burnt Up - Larry X Reader

Epilogue (Finally)

OML I'M AWFUL!! I just realized after many, many months, that I haven't written an epilogue for this story. So... here we go!!

{3rd person POV}

It's been 5 years now. The gang are now 24 years old. Ash had her baby, Sal is now a father, Larry is now an uncle, and Y/N, well... there are unfortunate news.

After the death of her dear aunt and sister, she visits their graves every month. She is aware of the monstrous things they have done to her and her friends, but she can't help but feel guilty for them. They were vulnerable by an unspeakable evil known as this... cult. Still, she pities them.

Y/N fell into a spiral of news anchors, newspapers, and reporters constantly bothering her and her friends, especially while Ash was pregnant. They needed new gossip after all. Larry tried to stop them, but soon got sued by one from him "abusing" him. But no worries, Aunt Carol left a will.

Ash's baby is now 5 years old. His name is, well, Ben after her brother. (don't quote me, but I believe that's his name) He's a... mysterious one. He's inherited his blue hair from his father, with his mother's green eyes. He's the sweetest, most gentle boy you could meet. But we are not here to talk about sweet little Ben.

Y/N has a house with Larry. Both splitting the money from selling Aunt Carol's house to their own money from their jobs, they were able to settle for a middle-class house outside the city. While the gang don't hang much anymore, they kept in touch for holidays and special sporting events, especially Ben's soccer games.

Larry and Y/N are... good. They are not great, due to the fact that they survived something horrible. They don't talk about it much, but when Y/N gets random pain from her side, she remembers everything. That's when the nightmares start. They have talked about them, how they sometimes share the same ones, but never like Y/N's.

Ash and Sal on the other hand are... pretty well. They have a son, a nice house, and a cat, Gizmo. Crazy how that cat is still around. Ben has made a lot of new friends, especially with Soda.

Overall, everything is generally okay. So, what's missing? Ah yes, Y/N's death. It's a morbid thing, I know, but it happens to everyone at some point. Now you're probably wondering how. Well...

Remember her wound? Things fail in life, and that was one of them. I'll leave them to it.

{Larry's POV}
It was 10:46 in the morning. We woke up and started breakfast. Another silent day. This was normal, the silence. We don't really talk much after what happened 5 years ago. I know, it's sad, but it's better than getting into a drinking or drug related problem, right?

"Can you pass the salt?" I look at Y/N. She has pj shorts, one of my sweatshirts, and slippers. Her hair is in a messy ponytail. She's gorgeous, perfect, and so... sad. Her arm is extended, but her head is facing the sink. She stares into it with empty eyes.

"Sure... babe." I turn around and get the salt. When I face her, she falls. "Y/N?!" I place the salt on the counter and bend down. "Y/N, Y/N what the fuck?!" I look at her face. Her face is white, and blood is coming out of her mouth and nose. She's hyperventilating. Is this...

"A seizure. One of the common things that takes innocent lives. Y/N, unfortunately, was one of these unlucky souls." The pastor continues. Ash, Sal, Ben and I sit on chairs surrounding her grave. It's too sudden. It's too much. It's too-

"Larry?" Sal places his hand on my shoulder. "You want to say a few words?" His mask his off for the first time in a while, probably to show respect. Ash has mascara-stained tears streaming down her face. Ben also has tears down his fat face.

I hold back tears. "S-sure." I lift my heavy body up from the chair and stand next to the pastor. I start...

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Finally, the ending of this story. Thank you for reading, for real. This story has been around for 2 years now. I started this story when I was 15 years old. Now, I'm turning 17 in a few weeks. I feel like I grew up with you guys following me through my writing journey, which I truly, truly appreciate. One final note. I will no longer be writing Sally Face related stories :(
I will probably be writing other stories, but for the Sally Face fans, I'm sorry. But hopefully, this story has impacted you in some way. Thank you again, and good night :)