Living with Him? FML.

Prologue

I try to picture me without you but I can't
Cause we could be immortals, immortals,
Just not for long, for long...

I groaned and grabbed my phone as immortals by Fall Out Boy played. Rubbing my bleary eyes, I peeped at the caller ID.

Ugh. Fuck. It's mum again.

Yawning widely, I answered the phone.

"What."

"Hello? Is this Josephine's daughter?"

Wait. Whaa...? Thats not my mum's voice...then who is this? Completely weirded out, I answered with a hesitant "yes."

"Oh. I'm so sorry. This morning...your mum's and dad's car debris...and dead bodies...were found at the bottom of a cliff-"

Shocked, I dropped my phone with a thud. I slumped forward, my hands gripping my hair tightly, staring wide-eyed into space. No, this can't be happening. She's fucking lying.

Incoherent voices came squeaking out of the phone. I sat there, feeling empty and completely drained. I should be crying by now.

But the tears never came.

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A few hours later...

*knock knock*

I stumbled towards the main door, my legs numb from the time spent on the floor sitting.
At the door stood a lady who looked my mom's age. My mom... she was alive just a while ago... why her...

She gave me a sad smile, "Hi, I'm Evelyn. I'm your mum's friend. Apparently I'm your guardian now...so let's go. Is there anything you want to bring?"

I looked back at the cold empty lifeless house. All the memories...all gone. I can never see the again. Mustering what was left of my voice, I said firmly, "No."

It was time to have a new life, to leave everything behind.