gianna's mother ran out on her at the age of six. her father was killed in a car accident just days after her seventeenth birthday then two weeks later she found out her girlfriend OD'ed.
she lost the two most important people in the world, but slow...
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gianna's pov
Aya loved poetry, especially modern poetry. she once told me that she wanted to be a poet and went through this phase where she would write poems. though they kind of sucked i thought it was cute and i supported her no matter what.
she even wrote me some poems. i would always read them whenever i was upset. they would always cheer me up, but after her death i haven't read a single one. i knew that as soon as i pulled one of those poems out i would break down and lose my mind. god i miss her so much. it's only been a week since she was buried.
gemma dropped off a box of aya's things this morning. she mentioned that there was a letter inside that she had written for me, but just like the box i haven't opened it yet. i was too scared to.
i was currently sitting on the edge of my bed staring at the pink box while bouncing my leg up and down. i bite my nail nervously as i think to myself. what's inside? what does the letter say? do i open it?
"what's in the box?" my roommate, ashley walks in while drying her hair with a towel. i glance at her then at the box.
"i don't know." i respond.
"so open it." she sits down on her bed and looks at me with a blank expression. i shake my head and stand up. i grab the box and shove it under my bed.
"how long were you two going out before she-"
"three months." i respond immediately before she could finish her sentence. aya and i only dated for three months, but we were friends before that. we had just said "i love you" to each other a month ago which made this even harder on me.
"so not that long." the way she said that made me want to punch her in the face. did i mention ashley is my least favorite person here? she was always so blunt and judgmental. it doesn't surprise me that she's been in here since the age of fifteen. like it wouldn't kill you to be kinder you know?
yeah aya and i weren't dating that long, but she was still so important to me. she was always here for me and i was there for her. no one should have to go through the pain of losing a loved one.
"wanna snort a line and forget about her?" i look over at her like she was crazy. she just stared at me blankly before taking out the tiniest ziploc bag out of her bra. she wiggles it in front of me and smirks.
i open my mouth to say something but close it immediately. i think to myself. should i? will it help? i shake my head. no, no. i'm not doing that. "i'm going to go do homework downstairs." i grab my backpack and walk out quickly before ashley could get a chance to say anything else.
i make my way out to the patio and find lily and marissa sitting at the table with a text book in between them. lily looks up from the book and gives me a warm smile. "hey gorgeous girl! come sit with us." she pats the empty spot next to her.
i walk over to them and take a seat next to lily. sometimes i was jealous of her. she was always so positive and had a really healthy mindset. plus she was extremely gorgeous. pink colored hair, green eyes, heart shaped face and olive skin.
"i hate algebra so much. i wish math didn't exist." marissa shakes her head. marissa joined the group home two months before i did, but soon she was getting out. her mother was getting her shit together and she was excited to see her. since i have absolutely no one i plan on saving up enough money to get a place of my own.
"hey, i'm helping you study aren't i?" lily scoffs. i take my notebook out along with my spanish text book. there was a moment of silence until lily spoke up. "so how are you holding up?"
i start writing down some notes before shrugging my shoulders. "fine i think." i really hate talking about my feelings.
"you got this." i look at marissa who was already looking at me with her big brown eyes. i thank her and go back to doing my homework.
i didn't do much for the rest of the day. i was mainly occupied with my thoughts, but tomorrow hopefully i'll be too busy with school and work to even think about the past two weeks.
i got this just like marissa said.
"can you turn off your light, please?" i heard ashley say. i flip over to my left side and turn the lamp off before drifting off to sleep.
