Because Of You XXXI (Shoey-Onishane).

The two men shared a small laugh, then only the radio and the hum of the wheels could be heard. Hardly a word was spoken, but they did sing and dance to fun songs. Shane honestly did not feel like a youtuber again until that moment.

What stood and sat on the stool was an act.

After several minutes of silence with occasional silliness, Shane finally said, "I gotta be honest with you--I'm kinda weirded out here."

Greg burst into laughter again. "Haha! I was waiting for you to say that! Weirded out by us hanging out?"

"Yes," Shane snickered. "Of COURSE you were. You troll."

"Why are you weirded out by that?"

"Oh, nothing. Just that years ago we kinda hated each other. Didn't expect it to turn out like this, I guess."

"Yeah. But that was years ago. Let the past remain in the past."

Shane nodded in agreement. He didn't want to accidentally this into another fight. "Right."

There was another long pause. Nothing but radio and wheels again.

Both of them jumped when Shane's cell phone rang. "Jared," he mumbled. "Hello? Hey...what?" He leaned over, his hand over his mouth. "How long?"

Greg felt his stomach drop. No. It couldn't be what he thought it was.

"Okay...yeah, I'll see you later. Love you too. Bye."

He ended the call and his hand moved from his mouth to over his eyes.

"Is everything alright?" Greg asked. It was a dumb question. It obviously wasn't, but what else could he say?

"Not really."

"What's wrong?"

Shane sighed. "They just figured out she has leukemia."