Eighteen

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*Zendaya's POV*

"Claire Stoermer. Where is she?" I asked, actually more like damanded.

I was confused but determined to find out what happened.

"Uhm, and ma'am, you are?" She asked, slightly starstruck by my attitude.

"I'm Zendaya Fucking Coleman. Now where's my mother?!" I spoke impatiently.

Ok that was a bit harsh but I just need to know whats happening.

The lady's eyes widened and I could tell she was a bit shocked and scared.

"Uh..Zendaya." She started, frantically searching through some files and occasionally looking back up at her computer. "Claire...uhm, she passed yesterday. I'm so sorry."

It felt like the world had just stopped. I couldn't quite comprehend those words properly.

Tears just started to flow down my cheeks like a river and I couldn't make it stop nor did I need to or care.

The lady rolled her eyes because I was forming a puddle of tears on her desk.

What a bitch.

I used my arm to wipe the tears off my cheeks, then moved away from the lady's desk.

"Thanks for your concern." I spoke, every word soaked in sarcasm.

Before walking off I made sure to give her the finger and then I strutted out the hospital like a queen.

I walked to Justin's car, which was parked in the car park.

He was sitting the drivers seat, where I left him.

I opened the door to the passenger seat and got in, sitting with my knees up to my face.

"She's gone." I whispered, not bothering to make eye contact with him.

"Zendaya..." He said in his most sympathetic voice. "I'm so, so, sorry."

"It's not like you did it. Just take me home."

Urgh, he was being so nice and I was just being this absolute bitch. I felt horrible, actually worse, but I just wanted to be alone at the moment.

***

He drove into the driveway of now, my house.

"Thanks." I said lowly and got out.

I entered my house and ran up to my room to my bed and intstantly fell asleep.

*Justin's POV*

"Thanks" She said before getting out and going into her house.

I quickly got out and ran in just before the door shut.

It's not safe for her to be alone right now. She needs the support and I'm going to be there for her.

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