Forever Yours

She's Not One Of Them

Normani's POV

Its been at least 2 weeks since Brooklyn ran away from home. She hasn't been communicating with Lauren at all. Even though Lauren tries to talk to her, she just flips her off. Complete mutes her off.

Watching Lauren, she's always stuck up in her room either listening to music, and on Tumblr or watching sappy movies on Netflix. I walked into her room which smelled like what it usually does, but with a hint of sadness. Don't ask me what sadness smells like. I just know how it does.

"Hey, Laur. You got a moment?" I asked.  Standing beside her bed, where a bunch of tissue was laid across it. She looked up at me and she nodded.

"So.....why're you here exactly?" She asked a bit rudely.

"Just checking up on you. The fact that you've BARELY been out of your room for two and a half weeks." I replied.

"Well, fucking blame Brooklyn for that. She's the one who ran away in the first place. This was a lovely talk, Normani. You can leave now." She said, standing up and opening her door. I still sat there, looking at her.

"God.....why does this ALWAYS  happen. What do you really want, Normani. Why did you even decide to come here?"

I was slightly taken back by her words, but knowing she was in bitchy mood either ment that she was furious with me, or she's just on her period. I assume both.

"Mani, how're you handling it in there?" I heard Ally say. I smirked at Lauren while she walked back to her bed.

"Come on in, Ally." I called back. I stood beside her and saw Lauren glaring at us.

"Well? What did she say?" Ally asked.

"Apparently she doesn't seem like talking today at all." I scoffed.

"Okay, Normani. Why do you have to be such a bitch? Right now isn't the most greatest fucking time to get on my last nerve right now, so how about you go and your 'oh so holy' friend with you?"she gritted through her teeth, almost yelling.

I seriously wanted to punch the living life out of her, but felt Ally pull me outside with her.

"Go fuck yourselves." Was the last thing I heard her mumble before heading out. We both went downstairs to see Camila and Dinah walking back and forth around the lounge area.

"There you guys are! What happened? I heard Lauren slightly yelling." Said Dinah.

"Well, she said that it was Brooklyn's fault, to the state she's in right now. Also said, and I quote 'go fuck yourselves'" I replied.

Lauren's POV

I was fucking mad at myself. I've never seen myself this mad before. Especially at Brooklyn. I threw away all of my tissues into the garbage and slowly peaked out into the hallway.

I leaned my ear towards the staircase and heard some voices.

"We can't blame Brooklyn for getting Lauren angry. I mean, she's only 15." I could hear Camila's voice, which followed by the other girls' voices.

"But Lauren has been like this before. When her mom was in labour with Brooklyn. Her mom wouldn't let her do anything." Said Dinah.

"Dinah! Don't talk about the past. We're talking about what's happening now." Scolded Ally.

I listened more to their conversation, until I heard someone approach from behind.

"Brooks...." I started. She stopped in her tracks, before contemplating to either turn and talk to me, or keep on walking.