My name is Rachel Chadwick. Yes, before you ask, I am Drew Chadwick's sister. I just turned 17 last week, so I am now the same age as my best friend/boyfriend Keaton. I live with Keaton, Drew and Wesley, and I have been for about... 9 months..? I don't know... Well anyways, that's enough about me!
I was sitting my room, listening to music, until Keaton came in. "Drew and Wes just left, so do you want to have another movie night?" He asked me. "Another movie night..?" I looked up at him. "Uh, we don't have to, I mean, if you don't want to. We can do something else..." He said. "Keaters, I'm kidding! Of course I want to have another movie night!" He laughed and held out his hand. I took it and stood up. We walked down the stairs together and I sat on the couch.
"What movie do you want to watch?" He asked me. "Um, put in... Finding Nemo!" I said, excitedly. He put it in and walked over to the couch. He lay down with his head in my lap. "What time do you think they'll be back?" I asked. "Um, sometime around midnight I'm guessing." He told me. "Okay! we have time until... they... get back." I cringed. He chuckled.
About halfway through the movie I was playing with Keaton's hair. I noticed he was crying. I sat him up and pulled him into a hug. He cried into my shoulder. Soon Drew walked in. "What's wrong with him?" He mouthed to me. I shrugged. "I have no clue..." I mouthed back. He nodded and went upstairs.
"Keats, what's wrong?" I asked after he stopped crying. He sniffled. "My grandma died." He choked out, holding back tears. Then they started again. "Aw, Keaton. It's okay." I wiped his tears. I gave him another hug and after about 10 seconds tried to pull away. He wouldn't let me. "Do you want to go upstairs?" I asked. He nodded. I grabbed his hand and we walked up into our shared room. I grabbed pajamas and walked into the bathroom. I put them on and put my other clothes in the hamper. I brushed my teeth before walking back out.
Keaton was lying on his side of the bed with the blankets pulled up to his neck, waiting for me. I crawled in on my side, and he immediately put his arms around me. He started crying again. "Keaters stop. If you cry then I'll cry, which will make you cry harder which will make me cry harder which will make you cry harder and wait what..." I make no sense. He chuckled slightly. I kissed his cheek. "I love you." He gave me a peck on the lips. "I love you, too."