Fight

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"H-hey guys... How ya been?" I stutter, tears of joy and hope spilling over. My family slowly makes it to the door as Donnie nearly falls down the stairs in surprise. He races down them and wraps me tightly in a hug, which I return without hesitation.

"We've been alive..." Donnie whispers in my ear. I know he's eighteen, but I remember meeting him like I was still trapped in the same romance.

"I-I missed you..."

"Then why'd you leave?"

"Small child plus tracking device..."

"I could've disabled the device!"

"...Plus being a stupid fourteen year old..."

"Now that I will buy. I missed you too." he pecked me on the cheek before letting go.

"HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE!" Toby screeched in protest.

"Uh-oh..."

"Eh?"

"GET YOUR OWN LADY!"

"For your information, we actually dated."

"I know. Where were you for the past three years, though? Not with her."

"I'm not psychic! If I knew where she was, I would've been!"

"Uh... Guys?"

"Yeah, right freak."

"Who ya callin freak?!"

"I don't know... Maybe the green monster that dated my girlfriend!"

"Girlfriend?!"

"OKAY! BREAK IT UP!" I scream, wedding myself between them. "I'm not anyone's girlfriend, okay? Toby, living room. Now. Donnie, upstairs. Now."

"But-"

"The only 'buts' are yours, going where I told you to. March!" I scream. They grumble, then comply. I sigh. What am I gonna do with them?

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