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"Yeah, he's dead."

I paused, for a brief second of shock emphasis on brief. The way ail said it like it was a very normal thing to do.

"Ouch" was all I could say.

Some people wanted pity, some did not like it one bit. I just didn't know where Ail fell under so ouch was the best for now.

"Plane crash, he was going to college. The school he dreamed, I have had this weird fear of planes since, and I even applied for a school within the state.

He was so perfect, and we were so close while I looked up to him.

Since the plane crash, I have just wanted one thing for my senior year, to be like him. He was the ex-student body president that's why I was so worked up about the whole election thing" her voice was blank, she was still smiling as she talked, but I could clearly see the water in her eyes.

Is that why you always smile? I wanted to ask.

Times like this I was extremely awkward, I wasn't really a soft person or someone to give a nice pep talk I am bad at that. Telling people what they wanted to hear, I am straightforward girl. I give things the way their meant to be or rather not talk at all.

So I kept quiet thinking of what to say that may not be offensive to her since this was a moment that wasn't meant to be destroyed I guess?

"I don't need you to talk to me, I just want someone to listen" she said finally tearing her gaze at the portrait to face me.

I offered a shy smile, this was awkward.

"So why exactly did you bring me here?"

"Like I said I wanted you to meet my brother" she smiled

"I'll just pretend I'm not feeling weird or creped out by your smile"

The bell went.

"Let's go, I won't want to be late Jay"'

"Seriously? Of all the names you chose Jay?

"Yeah what's wrong?"

"My name is Jane not jay"

"It's called a nickname, what friends call you to shorten your name or make you know it's them"

"One syllable: Jane is too much for you to pronounce"


***

What ail had said was a very big deal for me.

She told me about her brother. Now that means she trusts me but then it'll be awkward since I haven't told her anything about me.

I really don't want to feel like she needs to know about dad or everything I went through last year. Honestly, that'll be too much but she did not sound like she wanted me to say anything. She just wanted someone to listen.

"Luna, you know I love you right?" he looked at me with what I couldn't really point out

I smiled at his compliment.

Right now is not the time to retrieve old memories of my ex, I tell myself and push my memory to the darkest part of my head, better. Ignore Jane, Ignore for now. It is all about dad not that stupid boy.

I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling: I am cursed. Maybe my aunts were right. I don't blame them I actually look like a witch, if not my mom doesn't allow anyone celebrate Halloween, or what she called devil's birthday . I would have dresses look a witch every year.

I still don't know what I'm doing in high school, it's quite confusing... I might not even up doing what I studied.

"Sometimes I wonder what you're thinking of" Ail whispered,

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