I walked a little further, trying to keep my ground. "Just answer already..." I said in a whisper.
This I hear I glow grow. I froze....
My blood ran cold and I broke into a sweat. Oh how I hate being growled at.
I took a step back, scared of what will happen.
"I swear creepy old man, if your growling at me... that's just wrong." I said, the uneasiness in my voice.
Then, something crawled out.
"Omg...."
I can't believe it...
"Holy fuck, Ringo?!!"
//time skip//
I was walking to the cemetery now. There was definitely nowhere else to look. So here I go.
Ringo was a mess. It looked liked he was literally thrown in the trash. He looked like a mess and looked hunger.
I only had a bag of chips in my bag and gave it to him. I know, I am aware that it's not healthy for cats to eat those but at least it's better then straight from the trash.
"Why the fuck am I here Ringo?" I asked, only earning a small distressed prr from him. "Sorry, I forgot Edd didn't—" I stopped myself. "Doesn't, like when I curse around you." I said.
I didn't like going to the cemetery at all, but it seems like this is the only place to go. I came across the rusted gates of the towns cemetery. It looked as the same when I last saw when I lived here. "Fuck this." I said, now walking threw the gates the creaked once I opened it slight.
I walked among the dirt road and into little paths. I looked around, seeing some people standing by graves and tombstones. Some cried, some stood in sadness.
I looked at every grave I walked by and thank god I found no one I loved.
"Ringo, I don't really wanna be here." I said. He stood on my shoulder getting the free ride. He preed again, not sure if he agrees or disagree.
Or he doesn't care.
"Yeah, me either." I said. "I guess,"
"Y/n?" Someone said behind me. I froze in my steps, my eyes going wide. "Is that really you?" They asked.
I slowly turned around and saw...
None only then Eduardo and Mark.
I don't know why, but in me I felt so excited to see these two even though they made fun of us by their and our fence for a long time. I even felt emotional.
The looks on their faces looked surprised to see me. They didn't give me those stupid smirks and rude glares at me like they (Eduardo) used to.
I smiled and narrowed my eyes in happiness.
"It's about time you came back—" Eduardo tried to say, but I didn't let him finish so I came up to them and pulled them up to me and gave them a hug.
"I never in my life thought I'd be happy to see you two." I said while smiling like an idiot. I giggled and closed my eyes shut.
Two.
Where's Jon?
"Geez toots. if ya wanted to see me you should have done that a year ago." Mark said, patting my head.
I laughed, and noticed Eduardo didn't do anything like hug me back. "Eduardo, hug me back or I'll kill you." I said, to which be scoffed and hugged me back. It was actually a nice welcoming hug, to which I smiled at.
We parted and I could see a small smile on him and a small smirk on Mark's.
"So?" I said, cupping my hands. "Where the hell is Jon? I wanna give him a hug to." I said, making (attempting) the cat face which Edd is so good at.
They're slight happy faces dropped, making me confused as ever. "What..?" I asked, dropping my also happy look.
"No one told you..?" Mark asked. I shook my head in confusion as a no. I looked at them weirdly, then noticing that Mark was holding rapped up flowers in his hand while Eduardo only held a flower in his hand, to which he tried to hide behind his back when I noticed.
"What are you guys not telling me? Why are you two even in this cemetery?" I said, eager to know by the tone in my voice.
"Y/n..." Eduardo started, narrowing his eyes.
"What? What is it?" I asked, raising my voice more.
I was starting to feel more irritated but the mystery that is going on here.
"Y/n." Mark said, narrowing his eyes more.
"Jon is.... dead."
A/n
So we finally come to this don't we?
My school is almost started so I want to focus more on writing this before my school starts on Monday.
Well who enjoyed this? Raise yo hands.
*no one*
Kay never mind...
Love - Fan_girl76 ~~
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FanfictionImagine hiding your terrible past life at home and running away when you turn 18. If you stayed home and never ran away, you would be a solder. From trying to run and hide from your father you still haven't told your real family (Edd, Matt, tom and...
Jon is.... dead.
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