Sad Dolan Twins Imagines

Teddy Bear (G.D)

I was driving over to her house since today was the day where her parents decided that it would be best for people to pick up things she has left for them or something they'd want to remember her by since they were planning on moving.

My stomach was in a knot the whole time. This would probably be the last time I'd be at her house.

I parked my car and looked up to the house that was my second home. So many memories. Yet so many nightmares.

I took a deep breath. I never imagined myself stepping into her house one last time just to look through her stuff and take them to remember her by.

But I was terrified of what I was going to find. What if she left something for me? Would that mean that I caused it or something else that caused her to do it and she was too scared to tell anyone.

I finally got out of my car and walked up to the house. I felt bad that her parents had to move. But I understood because who else would want to continue to live in the same house where your daughter grew up but also ended her life in?

I knocked on the door. This is the last time I'll get to say goodbye to her spirit.

The door opened revealing an older and tired version of her. Her mother looked like she was crying all day. Which she probably was since she had to step into her daughters room and take down everything.

"Oh hello Grayson. Come in." She said but almost coming out into a whisper. I put on the best smile I could and walked in. The house was empty. No picture fames on the walls. No furniture. Just boxes. "Moving day?"

She nodded her head and crossed her arms, looking to the side as another tear came out.

I can never imagine the pain she's going through. Having to pack up her dead daughters things and leaving the house she loved behind.

"Here follow me." She says after a couple minutes of silence. I nodded my head and followed behind her upstairs. She opened the door to her room and stepped to the side, letting me walk in.

I looked around, my heart breaking each second. Her bed wasn't there. Her closet was empty. The only thing in here were open boxes with things like her stuffed animals, some clothes and other things.

"You can go through somethings if you want. I have to get something for you." She said. I turned around to ask what it was but she was already gone. I sighed and turned back around to the boxes.

There was nothing in there I wanted. I felt like her friends or her parents found more value in them than me. I already had so much of her clothes at my house from sleepovers. But as I looked into the box I had found her favorite hoodie that she wore all the time. It was black with a picture of me and her on it.

I got it for her for our anniversary last year and she wore it every time she got the chance. She said she'd make a copy of one for me for our next anniversary. But I guess not anymore.

Her smell still lingered on it. I felt my heart break into a million pieces as a thought crept into my head.

What if she had used this hoodie sometimes to cover her cuts.

Before I could break down I heard footsteps enter the room. I turned around and saw her mom at the door.

"I see you've found the sweater of you guys." She said as she walked up to me and looking at it. I nodded. "She loved you Grayson. She did."

I nodded my head and smiled. I know she did. I believe she still does.

"Here. She left this for you." She said and handed me her childhood teddy bear. I felt my insides break down. This was her favorite teddy bear. She got it when she moved here to calm down her nerves of moving and ever since she's kept it.