Listen to the video if you think you're going to die/cry even though my stories shouldn't be that sad.

Probably going to not update until Monday unless I whip up a quick chapter which would be hard and include late nights or waking up a bit earlier. But I'll try to make them faster.

But but of course it's never a chapter of mine without a difficulty. So what happened this time in the middle of writing? I was writing on a computer and then went back on here and I cannot find the save for it in my revision history even though I saved it on there! I wrote over 300 words and thought I'd be good overnight and now I forget most of it. So now I'm going off my horrible memory and horrible writing skills...

Ethan

His phone was going off so he answered it and said a few things before hanging up... He looked at me like he was going to cry...

"Ethan, he didn't make it..." Andrew says starting to cry...

I nod and feel tears streaming down my cheeks. They were fast and uncontrollable... I am just shocked... I just lost both of my parents in one day...

I loved them both... And I don't know what to do... My dad inspired me to do what I love... And my mom supported that... Although I don't have any specific goals or dreams I was happy moving to California with my friends.

Which I thought was all I wanted to do...

But it wasn't... Because something was missing... I wanted to forget...

I spent all my time dwelling on the past that I have been forgetting about what's going on in the present...

And the only thing that made me realize this was a stupid argument and my parents dying...

I just realize how bad of a son I was... I had given up on myself long ago... My grades plummeted and I didn't know how to fix it... I had been trying to see if Mark or Tyler could somehow help... And they somewhat helped me improve my grades...

The only reason why I was able to go to the same school as them was because my family lived in Ohio for a while. And then had moved back after I graduated. And I had a job as a waiter (which worked out because I had forced myself to talk, but only when I was unsure of anything) until I moved to California a year later.

~~~time skip 4 days~~~

Today was the day we all dressed in our darkest clothes and went to the graveyard... We had people from both side gathered here. And I knew I'd have to make a speech and I didn't know how... But I am going to make a speech either way... These is my parents who are laying down in a coffin not a person I didn't know...

I already wrote down my speech and I already knew I was going to say it...

When it was my turn I got up and went to say something about them... I looked down at the somewhat neat hand writing that was smudged...

"H-Hi, friends and family of Anne and Mark Nestor... Some of you m-may or may not know me... I am E-Ethan, their son... I'm their yo-youngest... And if I k-know one thing it is that t-they were definitely the best par-parents anyone could ask for... They were bo-both equa-equally s-supportive of me... And I-I know they cared..." And I had started crying.

But I continued.

"They o-only th-thing I regret right now, i-is not that I di-didn't take that oppo-opportunity to b-become some-someone else or someone b-better tha-than I am now... I-it's th-that I never had the o-opportunity to say go-goodbye to m-my father b-before he pa-passed... He had di-died during surgery..."

And I started talking about my mom...

"M-me and my mo-mom had an argument n-not long be-before this happened... I-it was actually on Chr-christmas day... I would s-say it was a p-pretty bad arg-argument... It resulted i-in me leaving w-which was a st-stupid ch-choice... I sh-should have been with them longer... And that is my only other re-regret... But be-before she di-died we both ap-apologized... M-my mom gave us notes... A-and I haven't re-read mine yet but I w-want to right n-now..."

So I read the note...

"D-dear Ethan, I-I want y-you to know I-I lo-love y-you... Wh-what I s-said I did-didn't me-mean... I di-didn't w-want any o-of this to ha-happen and I-I want you t-to know, that i-if I d-die, I re-really ap-appreciate you t-taking th-the time to co-come h-here a-and re-receive this no-note... I re-really w-wish I co-could've g-given yo-you this l-later o-on in l-life wh-when I w-would be-become m-much ol-older and e-even gr-grayer th-than I a-am n-now."

I skip a paragraph that was to personal to read and continue on with the next paragraph.

"Y-You were an am-amazing son and I-I don't want y-you to forget th-that. I love you a-and I w-wish the best fo-for you moving forward. A-and if you're cr-crying over me right now... Know th-that I will always be w-with you and that I-I'm not g-go-gone, I-I'm still h-he-here..."

I was crying harder than I had ever before... But I had to finish...

"L-love, Your m-mom An-Anne N-Nestor"

I had went back into the crowd of people and found my brother... He looked at me and said one thing...

"I'm rea-really proud of y-you for ma-making a s-speech in fr-front of e-everyone." Andrew says.

"W-well I h-had to I c-cou-couldn't just n-not make a-a speech for the-them..." I say barely making out most of the words...

My brother hugs me thightly...

"E-Ethan, I-I'm really p-proud of you..." My brother says.

I was just crying... And so was my brother...

And then he said something that hit me hard...

"E-Ethan... Do-don't hurt your-yourself... P-please... I d-don't want t-to l-lose y-you to..."

"I-I w-won't."