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Hey Sebabians,

So I wrote some tfios fanfic. This is only like, one part of a story but if you want me to write more, let me know by reblogging this.

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“Mom I’m not depressed!” I yelled as I tried to find my phone, I needed to get out of here, I needed to see Hazel, well not see I guess.

“Isaac there’s nothing wrong with it, but you need help I think you should go back to support group.”

“Mom I never stopped going to support group!” Where’s my phone, where’s my phone?!

“You think I don’t know? You think I don’t know that you’ve been sneaking around with Hazel Lancaster? I let it go on because I thought it was making you happy, but I can see that it’s only made you worse,” Mom was on the verge of tears now “I don’t want to see you around that girl any more do you understand?”

“Mom you can’t do that she’s my only friend!”I found it. “I have to go”

“What? Where? You’re not going anywhere until we finish this discussion, young man!”

“Mom, I just, I just have to go I can’t be here, I’ll be back before 11” as I shut the door, I could hear my mom yelling behind me. I walked as fast as I could and when I was sure there was nothing to bump into, I ran. Panting, I made my way up the front steps and rang the doorbell. She answered.

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I opened the door to see a very out of breath Isaac.

“Hey.” I laughed. I hadn’t laughed in a long time but somehow Isaac could do it.

“Hey” he laughed back.

“Come on, let’s go to the yard.” I took his arm, led him to the garden and helped him sit down.

“Everything okay?” I asked. That word, that word tore my heart apart every time.

“Yeah. Yeah I’m alright I just wanted to get away from my mom for a moment, I mean not in a bad way, I love her it’s just…” Isaac fiddled with his hands

“Yeah, I get it.” I really did. Then we just sat there. We did that sometimes. Nothing really needed to be said so we just sat together. It was nice, peaceful. Isaac understands me; we both lost him. We both felt the terrible ten that day.

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She smells amazing. That sounds kind of creepy but it’s one of the best physical compliments you can get from a blind guy. Her perfume is musky and floral at the same time, it’s dark and light, sweet and sour. Just like her. She’s like the perfect balance. Everything about her just makes me want to kiss her. I hate feeling like this, I hate it. I hate that I love it.

Gus was my best friend, had been for ages. The day I met Augustus Waters was the best day of my life. The day I lost him was the worst.

"3 months." I said eventually

"Yep, 3 months. 3 months since we lost him." She replied. I can imagine her closing her eyes as she does.

"You know, this living thing kind of sucks," I said jokily

"Sure does, maybe Gus was lucky," she probably looks beautiful with her eyes closed.

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Remember that fankind stick together,