Tiny Dancer [Frog Brothers x Reader Love Triangle Story] (The Lost Boys)

Chapter Twenty-One: The Choice

Note: This is it! It's the last chapter. Oh boy, I can't believe that this book is actually finished. It seems like just yesterday was when I started this story. I hope you all enjoy this conclusion. Be sure to vote and comment if you did. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for reading. :) <3

It had been two weeks, and the doctor had cleared you of your concussion. Finally, you could get out of bed and started singing and dancing again. However, it also meant that it was time to visit the Frog Brothers, and tell them your decision.

Before you left, Cooper gave you a hug and wished you the best of luck. You hadn't told him who you had picked, and he told you that you shouldn't tell him until after you told Edgar and Alan. With that, you made your way to Frog Comics.

You took your time walking to the comic book store as your hands and legs were shaking, your heartbeat went rapid, and a sick feeling twisted around in your stomach. A million thoughts and feelings spun around in your mind like a tornado. Today was going to be a weird day. On the one hand, you were going to break the heart of a boy that loved you. You were going to break the heart of a wonderful boy who treated you like a princess who never deserved to have his heart broken. On the other hand, you were going to tell the boy of your dreams that you were in love with him. You were going to be able to fully give your heart to the love of your life.

When you finally got to the comic store, you stood outside for a moment. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your heartbeat, before walking inside. You thought to yourself, it's now or never.

Edgar Ending:

When you walked in, Edgar and Alan were both leaning against the counter, backs turned to you. You slowly started walking towards them, clutching Mr. Bear tightly in your hands. Alan looked up and saw you before tapping Edgar on the shoulder, who then looked up and turned around to you.

"Hi guys," you said quietly.

They awkwardly mumbled greetings to you. You figured that they knew why you were here. After all, there was a tension in the room that gave it away.

You took a deep breath before asking, "Alan, can I talk to you? In private?"

"Of course," he answered.

The two of you walked up to his apartment, neither of you saying anything. You guys eventually sat down on the top of the stairs next to each other. Both of you sat there for a little bit, almost like you were trying to see who would break the silence first.

It was ultimately you who did as you said, "I'm guessing you know what this is about."

Alan nodded before saying, "Yeah, I do."

You took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to let him down. You started to cry quietly as you began to say, "Alan, you are absolutely amazing. The entire time I've been in Santa Carla, you've been nothing but wonderful to me. Heck, you saved my life. I am so thankful that I have you in my life, and I'm so lucky to be loved by you, but..."

You stopped talking after that, feeling yourself becoming overwhelmed with emotion. Your hands started to shake again. You knew that this was going to be hard, but you never imagined it being this hard.

"But you love Edgar," Alan finished for you.

You nodded, "I'm so sorry, Alan."

"You don't need to be sorry," he ressaured you, "If that's how you feel, then that's how you feel. You can't help who you love."

When he said that, you felt a little bit of relief. The guilt was still eating at you though as you said, "You're amazing, Alan. You're going to find a girl one day who will love you like you deserve to be loved."