Chapter 17: you're a goofball

It was two days after Vince met Taylor, and he didn't say much about him. I hoped that because Vanessa was there, that'd he'd lay off on the interrogation.

Today was mom and dad's death anniversary. I don't know why they put 'death' and 'anniversary' right beside each other, because other than death anniversary, everything else is happy. Wedding anniversary, 'how many months together' anniversary and stuff like that.

"ready?" Vince asked.

"yeah..."

Vince and I were going to visit their graves today. We'd never miss it. And if we have time, which we mostly try to make, we'd visit them on either Christmas Eve, or the day before Thanksgiving and for many for occasions. They're were gone physically, but they were still here, in my heart, and in Vince's.

My phone vibrated in my back pocket while in the car, so I took it out, smiling when it was a text from Taylor.

Taylor: heyyy:) what are you doing today??

I decided whether I should tell him or not. I haven't told him what had happened to them yet, and he never really questioned it. But I'll tell him soon, if I had the courage, because everytime I review the accident in my head, it brings me to tears. That's the one hole in my heart that'll never be able to fill, even the whole Pacific Ocean wouldn't be able to fill it.

Me: I'm going to my parents' graves with Vince.

Taylor: oh okay. are you okay?

Me: yeah, I guess.

Taylor: can I see you later?:)

Me: no because I'm going to neverland.

Taylor: -.-

Me: got to go! bye, and yes, see you later:)

"you're smiling like a goofball..." he said, shaking his head.

"you're a goofball"

"whatever..." Vince muttered.

I can't help it if Taylor makes me smile, he just does.

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There was two butterflies at their graves. We decided to make arrangements and put the graves side by side when they died. I remembered mom telling me that sometimes, when theirs either a butterfly or a moth, it means that the spirit of soul of the person that died, was in it. It may sound creepy, but it's actually not.

Since there was two butterflies, I thought they might have been mom and dad.

"hey mom, dad," I nodded, "uhh well, it's been a long time, I guess, and uh we miss you..."

I was in the verge of tears. I still couldn't get over their death, I mean I don't cry everytime someone mention's them, or maybe I do, but it's hard to let it go, especially when you witnessed it yourself. Vince too witnessed it, but he had a much bigger responsibility. He had to take of me, think of ways to make a living and pay utility bills. But then, as news travelled, of course Aunt Meg found out. We didn't know we had an Aunt Meg, so when she decided to fly over here and take care of us, we were thankful.

"look how tall she's grown, she's not that tiny short little girl anymore..." he laughed lightly.

"yeah and Vince is still as annoying,"

All he did was smile. Then we fell into silence, almost like a peaceful, yet sad silence. I sat on the ground and stared, Vince doing the same.

"I miss them..." I whispered as I put my head on Vince's shoulder.

"me too... every freaking day..." he whispered back.

Then, the silence came back.

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I was suppose to meet Taylor now, at the park, and boy was I late. Yeah yeah, I'm the late one, but we didn't keep track of timeat the graveyard so yeah. And yes, I do count 10 minutes as late. I made him wait 10 freaking minutes. It's a lot okay. Well, at least to me it is.

"I am so sorry!" I exclaimed, taking a seat beside Taylor.

"well hi," he smiled, kissing me on the cheek.

I blushed and nodded.

"so how'd it go?"

"okay, I guess..." I shrugged.

It was always the same routine actually. Vince and I go, it's almost like a sibling thing, then we just stare, 'chat' with mom and dad, then just look. And I think when we stare or look, we reminisce about the times we had together.

I looked at Taylor. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a v-neck tee, and a pair of red Vans.

"can we go to the forested area?"

"which?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"the one you brought me to, in which you found out that I had instagram."

"oh, okay sure," he smiled.

I looked at the view in front of me. I still couldn't get over the place. It was amazing!

"can I ask you something?"

"even though you just did, sure" I smiled, looking at him.

"what happened to your parents?"

I knew the question was going to come up sooner or later.

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