This is the last part and that feels... weird. It's like, this is my first actual long thing that I do and I am really proud of it and people read it and that is beautiful to me. And now it's the end of this first project. SFF SFW, about 1100 words Flula stayed over that night and hasn’t left either. Before meeting us, he had been staying in hotels. On our walk home, we decided he cold sleep with us that night, so we picked up his bags. So the last 2 weeks he stayed with us too. We had become our own little, video-making, game-playing, cocktail-drinking family. Everyone seemed pretty happy in our current situation. As did I. I just wished I could’ve told my parents… That I could’ve seen them once again. The days rushed by, filled with fun and jokes. We had our times together, as individuals apart and, of course, as couples apart. Hannah and Sarah were still going strong, as they had been for ages, but Grace and I stood by each others’ side whenever needed too. We were a happy couple, we both didn’t ask much from each other. Just being together was enough, it always was. Mamrie never thought about Brendan anymore. Flula was the best thing that could’ve happened to her, right then and there. But lets get to today. Because today Grace Helbig and I are hanging around in our bed. I’m sitting straight up, with a pillow against my back. Grace is lying next to me, with her knees pulled up and her head against my stomach. We are talking, but just about nothing in particular. I’m drawing. To be more specific, I’m drawing Grace. She’s my favourite person to draw, well guess why. “You know what I’d love,’ she starts, it’s not a question, just the beginning of a story. I hum, telling her to continue. “To go on a holiday. With all six of us. Maybe in a little house at a quiet beach. Then we’d all make long walks and bonfires. We’d roast marshmallows and go to bed after the sun rose. Maybe we could even swim in the ocean, or we could hire a boat… Instead, we could also spend a while in the country, in a barn or something, y’know? You and Sarah would make breakfast and Goose could play in the fields. We could feel like kids and play hide and seek in a cornfield. We could ride horses. But I guess a cabin in the woods would be beautiful… And Hannah and Mamrie would sure love that! We’d have to watch out we wouldn’t lose Beanz though…” She giggled while telling about her holiday fantasies. In the meantime, I had finished the sketch of Grace. “Yeah maybe we should do that… But for now, can you give me my pen babe?” I spoke softly, halfway lost in thought. She handed me the pen, when our door opened. Grace sat up too. Flula came in asking us if we wanted to join for a game. Of course we were totally joining. Game time was pretty much our favourite time. We were playing a party game, in which you needed teams of two people. Hannah insisted on being on Grace’s team, as she thought she hadn’t been for way too long. Flula and Sarah teamed up, which we all knew would be a hilarious combination. Sarah was so precise and Flula could be such a dork. The way Flula accidentally fucked up Sarah’s ideas and plans, cracked even Sarah herself up. A few minutes later Mamrie came in with drinks and her glasses on. Hannah just puts a nacho in her mouth and Sarah’s sorting the cards with challenges on them. “Are you fucking kidding me? Did you guys put me up with this idiot?” Mamrie asks, dead serious, pointing at me. They all looked at the scared look in my eyes and the way I stuttered. Hannah spits out her nacho, because she has to laugh so hard. Everyone then breaks out into laughter, but I still don’t get it. I feel laughed at, which gets tears burning in my eyes. Mamrie is the first to stop laughing. She wants to pour in drinks, but sees I didn’t really appreciate the joke she made and that I am almost crying. She puts her hands around my face and whispers: “Hey… I didn’t mean that y’know. Actually, I love to be on a team with you. Together we’re the fucking best. I just mean… Together we know a lot, we slay a lot and we laugh a lot. Some might say I’m a queen, but if I am… Then you and Helbig are my princesses, yeah?” Her voice works calming. The others have stopped laughing too now. I nod; we’re just going to have some fun tonight. I shouldn’t take everything so seriously. Hannah pours the drinks, while Mamrie wipes the last of my tears. Grace shows up behind me, hugs me and presses a kiss to my cheek. “I’m sorry we made you feel bad about this, love.” She whispers the words in my ear. “It doesn’t matter. Really, it doesn’t. I just need to learn that not everything is serious and not everyone tries to hurt me. Because y’all never do. So why would you now?” She smiles at me before sitting down again. The game goes with a lot of laughter, drinking, wit and high-fives. Especially on the Mamrie/Persephone team. She was right. We do make a great team together. The game is long and for some reason we decide to play three rounds, instead of just one. Mamrie and I win all three of them. Grace turns it around, saying we have to clean up, as punishment for being ‘too good for the rest of us’. We don’t mind, so when they all walk off to their rooms, we sit by the table for a bit more, talking. “Percy…” Mamrie is the only one who ever calls me this and the alcohol makes us giggle about it. “We are all just so happy we can stay here. You really like us, don’t you?” I nod: “Yeah… Yes I do really like you guys. But I’m of to bed to Mamrie.” I smile and give her a hug. I walk into our room, throw off my dress and snuggle up next to Grace. I sigh into the soft skin of her chest and feel her arms getting a tighter grip around me. “What’s it, gorgeous?” I lift my shoulders. “You miss them, right? Your family? You wish you could’ve said goodbye…” That’s true, but I don’t know if that’s the problem. “Well, it’s all okay. We’re here now.” It is, indeed, okay. I'm gonna miss this fic. Love, TFA
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