It turned out that my cousins had made contact with Kennedy, Matt and Pat. Flirts. Although I don't really mind them staying until 4 am just to have a chat with the boys, in that way, I don't have to always entertain them. My father's ashes was divided into 2 just as my aunt requested it to be. The funeral things was brought out and everything went back to normal. Well, almost everything. My father's ashes is now placed above the fireplace, I wanted him with mom and Percy but I don't think I'll be going back to Phoenix anytime soon.
"you're okay?" John asked by the piano, I have never seen Garrett this past few days, unknown of his whereabouts, David's past few visits keep my mind off things for a while and okay, I don't have the guts to ask.
"Yeah" I answered looking around the house like I'm looking for something. John walked from across the room to sit next to me, I rested my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me.
"We miss you so much." He said.
"I'm here."
"Whenever you are, Garrett isn't. I miss the old times" he said.
"I'm sorry."
"I guess it's okay. He's doing something though, I can feel it." He said.
"It's none of my business."
"No Nike, you guys are bestfriends. You love each other." He said, it's true we love each other what happened to us?
"Were." I said, choking out the past tense.
"promise me you'll talk to him when the time comes, you two are my bestfriend and I don't want to see you guys miserable. It hurts me to death." He said ignoring what I just said and pat my head.
"I'm sorry for hurting you." I replied. He cackled and hugged me once before pulling my hand to the piano.
"Let's play!" He said enthusiastically, it's true, it's not only us who's suffering. It's not only us who we're hurting.
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4 days after my father's funeral, Jared told me that they'll be staying a bit longer since their tour is over and it's their vacation. The -ber months is already here and they're enjoying the New York weather. That night we're having dinner, every single one of us, even my cousins, even him. Everyone was quietly eating, just a few smirks and giggles.
"Uhm..." First word anyone said, it's kind of odd, I look at the speaker for a very long time and Pat shrugged and ignored me.
"Why are you guys being so quiet?" I asked, making everyone look at me, and then back to whatever it is they're doing.
"We're actually pretending you don't exist so yeah" John whispered, I look at him with daggers and he chuckled. What the fuck is the meaning of this.
"Nike..." He said, he's across the table, not really eating, the giggles and cackles vanished and they just all shut up.
"Garrett..." I said his name, trying hard to sound neutral not shaky
"Do you mind if we talk?" He said, I look around and wonder, no one's looking at the both of us.
"Here?"
"No ones here but the two of us." He said.
"Are you mental? Everybody's here." I snapped, biting the last of my potato.
"We're suppose to be here but pretend to not be here ykno? Just in case you decided to strangle him..." John whispered, I can't help smiling at him, and looking back at Garrett.
"Not here." I said, he nodded and went to the backyard.
"Great, it's kind of cold outside." I said when I heard the door closed. Everyone is looking at me.
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Stay With Me
FanfictionStay with Me is a Garrett Nickelsen fanfic that I wrote in 2014. Get to know Nike and The Maine in this fanfic!