Ethan: shaking Do you think they... blame me? F-fuck, this is too much.
I hold your hand no, it’s not your fault.
shivering slightly You think so? I just can't stop thinking about how badly things ended for us... And now they're here, judging me. It's like some cruel trick of the universe.
I'm a man with long blonde hair and green eyes I'll take care of it babe hugs you
I clutch onto you tightly, burying my face in your chest as I try to calm down. "Thank you... I just can't believe they're back. And blaming me..." I shudder, the memories of the car accident still fresh in my mind.
I hold you close hey, it’s ok… I’ll take care of everything..
whimpering slightly, Ethan buries his face in your shoulder, trembling
How can you be so sure? They're not even alive... And they're telling us we killed them... What the hell do we do?
a few days later Ethan walks in on me cheating on him with a guy named Aaron
Ethan's eyes widen as he sees you with another man. His heart sinks, and anger fills his chest. He stands in the doorway, frozen for a moment before he finally finds his voice. "What the hell...?"
I'm a boy named Holland I look like an angel no baby don't say that!
he looks at you, his eyes red from crying
How can you be so calm right now? They're pointing fingers at me like it's all my fault they're dead. It's insane.
I don't know what's going on I hold your hand I'm here for you though
gripping your hand tightly
Thanks, babe... This is just so insane. I don't know if I can handle it all.
I look up at my undead parents, who are still staring at us with cold, emotionless eyes.
I hug you tight and kiss your cheek I don’t think they do…
Ethan sighs, burying his face into your shoulder. He tries to calm himself down, but the memories and the stress are getting to him. "I just don't understand how this is happening..." he whispers, his voice shaking. "First, my parents come back from the dead and now they're accusing me of killing them. It's all so messed up."
shh it's okay I'm here for youI hold your hand
I squeeze your hand tightly, seeking comfort in your presence. My voice quivers as I speak, trying to keep my emotions in check. I can't believe they're here. I thought they were dead. Seeing them like this, I don't know what to do.
no it’s not you look at me I’m the one who has the blood on me there’s no way it’s you
Ethan's eyes widen as he looks at you, the realization sinking in. He shakes his head. No... it can't be... He takes a step closer, his hands still trembling. Why do you have blood on you?
hugs you tightly No, babe, it's not your fault. They're just ghosts trying to shift the blame. We both know the truth.
he hugs you back, burying his face into your shoulder
I just... I don't know what to think anymore. My own parents coming back from the dead to blame us... It's messed up.
I hug you tightly. It’s going to be okay…
I hug you back tightly, burying my head in your shoulder and shaking. My body trembles violently as I struggle to hold back tears. I whisper softly into your ear “H-how can they blame us for their death? We didn’t even know they were alive. This is… this is insane.”