"Thank you for loving me."
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No one would think that the Davy Wade would die, much less, kill himself.
He was the epitome of a good person. Some even thought he was the second coming of Christ. But when the shock and confusion of Davy's suicide co...
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t h e p r o b l e m w i t h d a v y 2
I waited for my parents by the car. The sun set before I came outside, but the wind gradually picked up while I have been waiting. The street lamp above me flickered on even though I actually enjoyed the darkness. I wrapped my arms around me, wishing I brought a heavier coat. I sighed involuntarily as I rested my head back on the car window. I looked up at the sky hoping to see some stars, but all I was greeted with was clouds hiding away the night sky. I usually adored clouds, but it was times like these where stars would make things just a little better.
"Is it over?" I screamed as a voice suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Sorry," the voice apologized quickly. I looked out past the street lamp to see a silhouette by a tree close by. I tried making out the face, but it was too dark.
"You mean the wake?" I called out. The silhouette put its hands in its pocket and bowed it head, causing its messy hair to fall in front of its face.
"Yea, the wake," The silhouettes deep voice responded. I came to the conclusion that whoever the mystery guy is, was harmless. I continued to rest my head back on the car window, still searching for some sort of constellation.
"I don't know, I ran out early," I confessed easily.
"So is it a waste of time to go now?" Mystery guy was gradually vexing me with his questions about Davy's wake, so I pushed off of the car and tried to get a better look at him. I made it to the street lamp when I stopped dead, my eyes widening in realization.
Dawson Wade's shocking cloudy eyes snapped up to mine as he noticed my close proximity.
"Dawson? What the hell are you doing here?" My voice rose without regard.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to decide if I should go or not," His voice grew cold but I didn't really give a shit.
"There shouldn't be a decision to make! How could you not go to your brother's wake? Do you know how distraught your parents were? I had to keep your mom from having a mental breakdown!" I was screaming at this point. I know I shouldn't have let all my anger out at Dawson, but he always used to get under my skin. Though I was best friends with Davy, Dawson and I never really got along. I didn't think we even wanted to. He stayed away, as did I. I usually ignored him, but this time I just couldn't.
"They aren't the only ones that are hurting Eden!" He yelled back, towering over me in such rage I could almost feel it.
"You're right, everyone is! The whole fucking town is hurting, and you're over here wondering if you should go to your brother's wake or not," I spat back.
"And what are you doing huh? You're a lot of things Eden, but I wouldn't suspect a hypocrite," His words were venom, but my skin was used to it.
