"Alright,Ike and Tay.Help Marie with her suitcases.Zac,you
can follow.As for my little munchkins,you can follow as
well." Mr.Hanson said as he opened the door.
"Thanks guys for helping me." I said as I took my two bags and a suitcase.
"No problem.Anything for a beautiful lady." Isaac said while he kissed my hand.
"Ike,you need help!" I said as I laughed.
"Hey!I'm the one who needs help!!" Zac said.
"Zac,you need mental help!" I said with a laugh
"You're righ...hey!!"Zac said while snapping back into reality.
"Marie,follow Tay.He'll lead you to the room."Ike said while picking up a suitcase.
"Huh?Oh ya,follow me."Tay said as he walked into the house.
"Here,this is your room."Taylor said as he put down my suitcases.
"It's a beautiful room." I said as I examined it.It had a white bed,white walls,all types of teddybears,and a white rug with flowers on it.
"Coming through!!"Zac said as he crashed right into me.I fell,but not to the floor.I fell in front of Taylor,and dropped him to the floor.
"Oh god.Sorry."Zac said as he helped me up.
"That's alright."I said as I helped Taylor up.
"Just put the suitcases in the corner.I'll unpack later." I said as I sat on the bed.
"We have a lot of catching up to do guys." I told them as I looked at each one.
"Sit down,spill the beans.Just not in the gas way." I said while laughing.Of,course everyone laughed.
"Well,I'm Isaac and I'm 18..."
"I know that Ike!"I said as my hand accidently hit him.
"Opps,sorry."I said as I put my arm on his lap.He looked at it while turned to face Tay.
"Marie,how'd you get all these cuts?"Ike said while still looking at my arm.
"Huh?Oh,um,that.I,uh was walking near the rose bushes at my house and I tripped.I fell and scrapped my arm on the thorns.I think you guys should leave.I'm tired." I said as I let out a fake yawn.
"Okey dokey." Zac said as he trotted off.I followed them to the door and held Tay back.
"I need to talk to you." I whispered into Taylor's ear.He nodded.
When Ike left,I locked the door.
"Taylor,so how have you been?" I asked trying to make some sort of conversation
"I've been fine.So,how are you." Taylor said while he sat on the bed.
"I've been doing fine.Tay,why don't you talk as much?" I asked while sitting next to him.
"Well,I figured you never wanted to talk to me again,after that day." He said while looking at me.
"No way!I love you Taylor!I thought you didn't want to talk to me.I really missed you." I said as I gave him a hug.He hugged back.
"I missed you too.I love you,but I didn't me to hurt you.I didn't mean for you to cry.Do you forgive me?"He asked.
"Of couse I do." I said with a smile.
"Marie,umm do you think we can..." He asked while lookking into my eyes.
"Taylor,I'd love too!!"I said while giving him a kiss on the lips.
With every kiss it got deeper.It was like everything was happening all over again,only better.I pulled away.
"I love you."I said as I gave him one last kiss.
"Come on,let's go see what your bros are doing." I said while opening my door.
"Well,I see you two are back together."Ike said.
"Ya,we are." Taylor said with a smile.
"So how's your brother!?"Ike asked while he turned to me.
"Oh,um.He'ssss fine.He um...moved,in with his wife." I said
not sounding to sure.
"Oh,so he got married.To who?" Ike asked.
"To,umm.This girl named...Justine." I said hoping that was the last question.
"Does he have kids?"Asked Zac.
"I really don't know ZAC!!!" I said becoming frustrated with the questions.
"Oh,sorry." Zac told me while he looked down at the ground.
"I'm sorry Zac.I really can't tell you.Maybe some other time." I said.
"That's alright." He said as he went back to playing his Play Station.
Hey Tay,I'll be right back.I'm going to the bathroom" I told him as I gave him a kiss.I really didn't have to go,the mentioning of my brother brought back horrible memories.
"Okay." He said as he sat next to his brother.
I went upstairs to the bathroom and closed the door.I knew I promised myself I would never hurt myself for my brothers death,but I lied.I looked in theeir bathroom cabinet and found a sharp razor.With one deep breath....
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