I throw on some jeans and a hoody and hop in my Jeep.
I drive to West Lake Cemetery, put my car in park and turn off the ignition.
I slowly walk past all of the graves until i reach the Kyle plot.
I put flowers next to Stephen, And my parents graves.
I sit in front of their graves, and look at my mom's.
It reads Lilian Anela Kyle, August 5th 1968 - September 14th 2010.
Her picture displays a women smiling with wavy, shoulder length brown hair, sparkling blue eyes and creamy porcelain skin.
She died in a car accident.
I look over at my dad's grave and it reads Mason Cole Kyle, February 13th 1965- December 7th 2011.
His picture shows a man with black hair, and green eyes smirking. Just like Stephen.
He died from leukemia.
I tear slips from my eye then i couldn't contain the sadness.
Tears pour from my eyes as i look at their graves.
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Stephen's POV:
(Sorry if this weird for some of you)
I watch Kali yelling at our graves and crying her eyes out.
I wish i could comfort her.
Our parents have passed on, but i can't seeing Kali still mourn so heavily.
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Sorry that this was like CRAZY short i just started school and its been crazy so im sorry i haven't posted in FOREVER, but ill try and update a longer chapter later!
Btw who else does jealou$y give the feels to?!?
And that shit was so good live, and damn Jesse is amazing live.
Welp night!
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