"Hey?" I hear at my bedroom door. I turn around and see Alex looking at me with a sad smile.
"Hey, what's up?" I ask him.
"I'm going to Bobby's for a few days, so if you wonder where I am, you'll know I'm okay." I could tell that another argument had sparked in the last few hours, which is why Alex was leaving.
"Okay, if you need anything just let me know and I'll bring it to you." He gives me a final smile before turning and going to his room to start packing.
Unfortunately he had left an hour later, not saying goodbye to me properly, but I let it go, considering that he was probably emotional.
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The weeks played out like usual, only this time, I felt like I had completely lost Alex. He hadn't had any contact with me since he left, but I knew he was okay, as Bobby would give me updates at school when I saw him - though they were usually very brief.
Our family had just sat down for dinner, when the topic of Alex once again became the subject of conversation.
"That boy needs to get his priorities straight, first he joins a band, which is completely unreliable and a waist of time, and now he thinks he's gay! We raised him better then this, and I cannot wait for the day that he comes crawling back to us." My dad spits.
"I'm sure it's that Patterson boy who's the bad influence, we all know that Reginald doesn't have much going on upstairs so it's definitely not him." My mother adds, chuckling as she insults all his friends.
"Maybe if you guys weren't so hard on everyone Alex would've been able to explain his side of things instead of running away." I say loudly, as I get more and more sick of their harsh words.
"Alex ran away because that's all he's good for." My dad laughs.
"You're the ones who raised him, so what does that say about you."
"Watch your mouth." My dad was getting more angry by the second.
"Actually, that's a lie, you didn't raise Alex or me, you just hired a million Nannie's to do that." I slam my fork onto the table and get up, quickly walking out the door, and toward the pier.
Breathing in all the scents that the ocean had to offer made me feel at peace, and knowing that I had finally said what I'd been wanting to say for months, really made this a good day.
I spent a few more hours walking around,
Picking up some shells that I thought Alex might like, until I finally headed home.Walking up the driveway, I found a police car waiting in the middle. Assuming my parents had called the cops In hopes of bringing me home, I rolled my eyes and strolled in.
The two policemen and my parents were sitting in the living room, and I could quickly tell that the police visit had nothing to do with me.
"We don't exactly know the cause yet, but we think they might have ingested some kind of chemical that ended up killing then a few minutes after it entered their blood." I hear the policeman say.
I furrow my eyebrows at his words, quickly turning to see my parents faces, who were now filled with tear stains and red blotches.
Something inside me clicked at that moment, and somehow I just knew that I was now officially an only child.
A sob broke from my lips, making everyone turn toward me. My mother stood up, trying to walk toward me, but I quickly ran upstairs, locking myself in my bedroom, as I dealt with the fact that my only brother, and best friend was now dead.
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Julie and the phantoms visuals, imagines and preferences
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