Why The Fork Are You Back..Again?! | Sequel to wtfibtrioa

OMGGGG GUYS IM FINALLY POSTING!!!!!!!!!! Sorry it took so long! I like had writers block but then it passed. But here is the next chapter! Any ideas for what should happen next??????????\

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I carried the 3 boxes into Tyler’s old room. I had on one of Carlo’s t-shirts and yoga shorts- I’ve never done any real yoga in them- and my hair was pulling into a pony tail. They each had something different on them. Pack, sell, and donate. It was 2 weeks after his passing and Carlos convinced me to finally clean it out. Carlos was at work (he works as a Nickelodeon photographer since he like Nick and enjoys taking pictures) and Eleanor was with Savannah and the baby, yet again. I set the boxes down and walked back downstairs. I checked on Mason, who was still sleeping like an angel. I skipped to the kitchen, singing a little, and grabbed a bottle of water. The kitchen was bright because the sun was shining outside. Maybe I should hang out by the pool later. I grabbed my I-Phone and IHome and went back to Tyler’s room. I plugged it in and pressed my Cleaning playlist. Listening/singing to the music would get my mind off of Tyler. I started with his closest, Sorting his jackets, hats, shoes, toys, and electronics into different boxes, depending on how much he liked them.  Soon the closet was completely cleaned out. I checked on Mason again and headed back upstairs. “She’s not afraid of scary movies, she’s not afraid of running wild.” I sang. I know what you’re thinking. One Direction, really? Even though the song came out a while ago, it was a good song. I went through Tyler’s clothes and sorted those too. I got to his bedside dresser and went to take out the drawer when I saw something shine in the light in the back. I pulled the drawer all the way out and set it down. I grabbed the shiny thing and pulled out a spiral notebook. Tyler was written on the front. I opened it to the first page and was shocked. There were drawings. Amazing for a 8 year old. It was me, him, and Carlos, posing at the fair. Eleanor claimed that “animals were too stinky” and went over a friends. I saw something else in the back of the draw and pulled out a small photo album. The first picture was the colored picture of us at the fair, printed, taken with my camera. I flipped through, both books to match up the pictures, and was shocked at how well the drawings looked real. The last one was of him, wearing Carlos’ “H” hat, with no hair, in the hospital. I wonder how he drew it, being at the hospital most the time. I gasped, not realizing I had been crying. I missed him. Missed him more than anything in the world and he was gone.

Life just loves taking things away and leaving a hole in your heart.

I thought.  I cried silently, finished packing everything up and putting the notebook on the dresser in mine and Carlos’ room. I washed off my face and headed back downstairs. Mason was awake, his brown eyes staring wide and his small hands playing with his teething chew thing. I can’t believe in a month in a half he’ll be 1! He looked peaceful so I opened his blinds and a window for light and fresh air. I walked back into the kitchen and started washing the dishes, watching the kitchen TV. The news was on and I saw Jackson’s face pop up. “Jackson Rye, has been sent to  a special jail in Alaska for multiple crimes and breaking out of jail.” The TV said. “Yes!” I said throwing my arms in the air, throwing bubbles everywhere. I laughed at my mess and cleaned it up with a paper towel. I stood back up and started washing the dished when a pair of arms went round my waist. I yelped and jumped. ‘Carlos! You cared me! I didn’t even hear you!” I said turning around. He moved his hands on either side of me on the counter. “I wanted to sneak up on you. Sorry babe.” He said kissing my lips which soon turned into a make out session. My arms went around his neck and he put his hands on my waist, pulling my close. One hand ran my fingers through his hair. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. I out one hand on the counter to support me. “I. Love. You.” I said in-between kissing him. We kept kissing, his warm lips on mine. He pulled me off the counter and carried me up the stairs.

I woke up in our bed, my head on Carlo’s chest. I smiled up at him. “Morning Carlos.” I said, kissing his cheek. He woke up and looked at me. “Good morning baby.” He said smiling back. I stood up and stretched and pulled my shorts on. I went to Carlos’ closet and pulled out another one of his t-shirts and put it on. I put on his “Them Versus Us” snapback and put my phone in my bra. What I didn’t have any pockets? I headed down stairs, winking at him over my shoulder as he watched me. I went into Mason’s room where he was still sleeping. I knew he would be waking up soon so I went into the kitchen and fixed him a bottle.

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You guys have NOOOOOOOOO IDEA about whats coming soon :P hahahaha hope you enjoyed it cuz it took me forever to write! -S xxx