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okay so boom.. itβs been 5 months since ethan allegedly got stabbed by a kid named kdot in a train station, and you were still grieving.. but this night it hit you HARD.. you were in your bed, hugging a pillow and sobbing into it, looking at old pictures and videos of him, missing his touch, whispering his name and how you needed him in your pillow, now this was the hardest you ever cried- you were bound to have a panic attack considering you couldnβt breathe. your mom was already asleep, so it was just you and your cries.. or so you thought
as you were crouched down on your bed sobbing into your pillow, you thought you heard your door creak open, but you didnβt care to look up. hearing a familiar voice.. a little to familiar- but again, you didnβt care to look up.
you flinched as someone started to rub your shoulder and you felt the mattress dip beside you.. now you looked up. it was ethan. the boy that was supposed to be dead- the love of your life.. of course his brother david was standing in your doorframe. he mustβve planned this, but he definitely did at the wrong time
βfuck mamaβ aight- get up foβ me..β he spoke