𝑒𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒 || 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠

dallas ~ afterlife

     "Remember that time when we're kids? We were both 9 or something and we were in New York. We'd spray paint the alleys. You'd spray something pretty and I was spraying dicks and swear words everywhere?" He said as we laugh.

    "I do remember, that was really fun." I said as I was trying to remember the memory. "Oh I know, this was also in New York. We always go to this lake to swim. I think we were almost  to junior high." I said. "Oh god, I miss that lake. There was a rope tied to the really tall tree there too, we always swung there." He said. "Yeah you kept falling on the grass and not the water." I said as we laugh once again.

    "God I really miss those days, I wish we could do that again." He said. "Yeah me too, I wish all of this never happened." I said as I lay my head on his shoulder.

    "I really miss you, Dallas." I said. "What do you mean? We've been together for our entire lives!" He said. "Until you got shot by the cops right in front of all of us." I said. "Right that, I'm so sorry honey. I'm sorry I couldn't stay with you for long." "It's fine Dallas, it'll take time to move on for us but I'll see you again soon. I'll never stop loving you." I said.

    "I will always love you too. You will always be my baby. I wish I could've done it sooner and made you wifey." He said. I let out a chuckle. "It's okay, we're already hubby and wifey." I said. He giggles and says, "but promise me, you must move on and find someone else. You'll have a nice family and a nice life wherever you will be. Okay?"

    "Okay Dal." I said as he was about to kiss me.

•••

    "Y/n? Are you alright? You sounded really uncomfortable while you were sleeping." Said Darry as he shakes me up. I sat up and wiped my eyes. "You okay, y/n?" Pony asked. "Dallas..." I whispered.

   "Dallas? What's with Dallas?" Pony asked. "Nothing. I saw him in my dream." I said. Everyone looked down.

   "He must've missed you very much." Said Darry. "Yeah." I said. "It's okay Y/n, we all miss him a lot. You have to get over it or else it'll just ruin your life."

    "Yeah he told me." I said. "I really miss him." "We do too, Y/n." Said Soda.

    "I hope he's happy in the afterlife."