12. You Can Stand Me Up At The Gates Of Hell

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"What's up with the sunglasses? Told ya you shouldn't have drank so much last night." Allen teased. I rolled my eyes and sat myself on Gary's lap.

"Hey it was a difficult night for me." I said seriously. The only people I'd told were Gary, and strangely enough Ronnie knew about it too.

It had been exactly one year since Ryder had pushed me over the edge. I took a drink of beer that was placed in my hands carefully. Gary looked at me concerned, I ignored it and drank the rest of it quickly.

"Hey Kennedy..." Gary spoke quietly. "Why don't we take Bethany for a walk?"

I knew he just wanted to get me away from the alcohol, but it was convenient time for him, Bethany was scratching at the door to go out anyways. I stood up, throwing a sweater over my shoulders and nodding.

"I think about Ryder way too much. Seems no matter what I'll always have the scars to remember him by. The day he's six feet under is the day I'll rest."

"Baby you know I'd kill him if I could." I couldn't tell if he was joking or not, so I just laughed along. I ran my hair through my growing hair, I was starting to get my old looks back, I was anxious about the change however. Perhaps Gary was attracted to my innocent look.

Bethany jumped on Gary's lap and licked his face. I put my head on his shoulder and squeezed his arm as I felt the same feeling I did when we had sex in the woods.

That we were being watched.

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