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Mari just giggled as Keith stared, she really couldn’t see what was happening like he thought before. “Why are you dressed like Randy?” Her almost manic laughter filled the room, a girl full of giggles she was and Keith always questioned her sanity after losing Jeff. “Well it made you smile didn’t it?” Responded Troy. “Yes…” she giggled more. “Just like my Randy you are” “mhm…” Keith couldn’t bare to watch this, he knew Randy had taken over Troy’s body but how??? How was it possible and what had happened to Troy’s soul in the process… Keith didn’t want to think about it all at once. He simply led the group to the car with the pair softly holding each other and smiling. Keith was gonna be sick at this point and made sure he had grabbed holy water and any ghost hunting equipment he could need. Not that they had ever used it after Randy’s death. Whatever the reason was, Randy just didn’t want to die, it wasn’t his time and the fight with Jeff was beyond brutal as Keith could recall… and

The more Keith stared at Troy he just couldn’t shake the the thought that something was wrong, especially as he began to notice what looked like some sort of bizarre black liquid beginning to form in his eye. Mari hadn’t noticed just yet; and staring too hard made Keith remember the times he’d fallen for Randy in that way. He didn’t want to come off that way to Troy and hardly realized the tears filling up his own eyes at the passionate memories with Randy. “Hey! you good?” Mari waved a hand in front of his teary eyes, Keith quickly dried his eyes and let out a sniffle. “Ask yourself that” he glared at her, not forgetful of the fact, the enemy, Jeff was her ex and got up to make more pizza rolls for himself and himself alone, “Harsh…” she mumbled under her breath. “I miss Randy so much” “Randy would want us all together” Troy said sadly; “We have to stay together” “Since when do you care about things like that Troy?” Keith always came off a bit mean, deep down he was hurting too… but Troy was nearly always quiet, something was weird about him that afternoon at the kitchen table. “You’re right… let’s go to the church, let’s go say a few prayers for Randy” Keith added being very careful of his choice of words. “Hear that Mari? It’ll be okay, Randy will be with us in spirit, he loves you” Troy took her hand making Keith drop his freshly cooked hot pizza rolls and gasp, “what’s wrong with you?” He questioned Keith’s sudden reaction “N-nothing” Keith scrambled to clean up the mess but stayed in shock at Troy’s already completely blacked out eye… dripping oozing black liquid all over the table; How had Mari not noticed even when staring directly at Troy? Was Keith hallucinating the whole situation? Was she too depressed about Randy to even see? “I’ll get ready, I’ll be right back.” Troy kissed her cheek making her giggle a simple “okay” in response to his statement. Only Randy liked Mari that much, something WAS making her blind to all that was happening with Troy. “What’s up with you?” She turned to Keith when Troy had left the room, Keith who didn’t notice his mouth was wide open in shock because of Troy. “Nothing!” Keith responded once more and brushed himself off once getting off the dirty ground. “Troy has been so sweet since Randy has passed don’t you think so?” She smiled happily. “So much nicer than Jeff…” She always had to add how the boys were seemingly “better” than Jeff and Keith hated it. “Yes… so much better than Jeff” he mimicked her, rolling his eyes and flinching at the memory of Randy losing consciousness after his fight with Jeff. This conversation was typical almost normal with the two that you could practically forget what was happening to Troy… until he stepped into the room wearing Randy’s old clothing, his eye still dripping black liquid and all he said was “Hey guys! Ready to go?”