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Chapter Twenty Two

Even though there haven't been many comments on the last chapter, you guys are some forceful people. Like sister shook(I'll literally go home now).

Anyways, here's the second to last chapter, you heathens.

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Have you ever felt like the world around you was falling to pieces, even though nothing has really happened yet?

It's called the worst case of anticipation you could ever experience.

I can't remember the last time I was so present with my own demise, not even David's birthday was I so aware. It was probably because of the alcohol, but that's what everyone says, isn't it?

The feeling kept getting stronger, with every mile we traveled to the other side of town.

It didn't help that the we were both silent for the entire ride. It also didn't help that we were pulling into the driveway at 10:30 because traffic decided to be a bitch tonight.

I only get an hour and a half before my entire reality is possibly shattered? Great, fucking great.

I looked around, only seeing a couple of cars that littered the area around the house. Most of the people must have taken an Uber, because the party appeared to be at full swing.

I slowly got out of the car, my heart pounding out of my chest. I could barely walk still, having to hold onto Gabbie's arm as we walked towards the front door. No one was outside, so at least no one was like drinking and puking all over the place. At least not yet anyway.

I paused at the front door, my hand wrapped around the handle. I tried to move my hand to open it, but it wouldn't budge. I stood there, frozen and just casually listening to the bass of the techno music blasting from inside of the house. I jumped a little when Gabbie put her hand on my shoulder. I turned to her, my eyes wide.

"You know, what's going to happen is what's going to happen," Gabbie said quietly. I didn't make any noise, or even really breathe for that matter. It was so quiet between us, all I could hear was the sound of my heart pounding in my ears and the blood rushing madly through my veins.

I stared at her for a moment longer before eyeing the door again. Although I didn't want to admit it out loud, Gabbie was right. I can't change the opinions of everyone in this room. What's going to happen is going to happen. Maybe some minds will change, maybe some people will come back around. Some won't give a damn, but others will cut me off.

And the one person I didn't want to cut me off...

I shook my head, trying to get the negative thoughts out of my head. It was no use though, because they wouldn't stop. They probably weren't going to stop until the night was over.

Or maybe they won't stop at all, I don't know. My mind does some weird stuff.

For now, I have to enjoy the time until midnight. I have to live it up as much as I can because who knows if I will ever be that happy again? I can't let this time slip away.

"Fuck it," I whispered to myself before pushing open the door. I'm surprised no one was leaning against it, because I probably would have knocked them to the ground, despite my tiny twelve year old boy body.

Almost all of the heads turned towards me. Most them I knew, some I had known of, and others I didn't know at all. However, they all had dumb smiles on my faces and began cheering like there was no tomorrow.

I wish there would be no tomorrow.

I put on facade, plastering a large smile on my face and walked through the crowd. I nearly yelled when I felt Zane and Heath on either side of me, swinging their arms over both of my shoulders. They gave me large squeezes and I did my best to squeeze back with the same amount of force.