Y/N POV

My dad drives through Brooklyn until we reach a graveyard. We get out with flowers in our hands. We walk up to two graves with the names 'Lilly L/N' and 'Kathrine Smith-L/N'. I remember the day they died.

*flash back*

Me and Lilly sister were humming along with the song on the radio while my mom drove through Brooklyn Heights. The next thing I knew someone had crashed into us. I ran to my mom but she was dead.

"Mommy!" I yelled

I ran to me sister to see she was barely breathing. I grabbed my moms phone and called 911 and then my dad. They pronounced my mom and twin sister dead when they arrived. So was the other driver.

*end of flashback*

A tear rolled down my check, then more. I put down my flowers on my sisters grave. My dad did the same with my moms grave. I heard someone pull up and I looked back. It was Michael. He walked up with flowers and was wearing black. Even a black hoodie.

"Hey I think our neighbor is here." My dad said

"You think?"

Michael walked up to us and pulled me into a hug

"I'm sorry." He said

"It's not your fault." I said, hugging him back

"I'll just be over here crying over my dead wife." Dad said walking away

"You still have a daughter and son!" I yelled

He mumbled something that I couldn't hear

I pulled out of the hug and gave him a smile. I looked at my sisters grave and starting organizing the flowers.

"I know it's not my place, but what happened to them?"

"They died in a car accident." I said

He put down his flowers on Lilly and Moms grave. I broke down in tears and Michael pulled me into a hug.

"It'll be alright." He said, rubbing his hand on my back

He put his chin on the top of my head and I put my head in his chest. My face started heating up and got closer to him.

"Y/N. It's time to leave. We have to get back home." My dad said

I pulled out of the hug and I noticed Michael was blushing. I smiled and said goodbye to Michael and got in the car with my dad.

Michael's POV

I said goodbye to Y/N and stood there.

"I know I'm a bit weird talking to a grave and all but, Mrs. L/N. I like your daughter. I would like to date her. I'm asking for your blessing. I know I usually talk to the alive parent but your husband seems to hate me. Anyway, just think about it. Goodbye, Mrs. L/N." I said,

I put my hands in my pockets and walk to my car. Before I leave, I look back at the two graves. Hoping to see some kind of reaction. Guess it only happens in TV-shows and video games. Also when I'm high. I start the car and start driving away. I start tapping on my steering wheel then-

To be continued....