The Forsaken Luna

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Mackenzie

On Sunday morning I don't get out of bed. I have been keeping away from my family for the whole Saturday. I practically disappeared on them. I didn't answer any calls or texts, I just kept driving and driving, until I was almost out of gas and I had to stop at a gas station. I came home late that night and I snuck into my room and stayed here till now.

A loud knock comes to my ears, making me frown. I loll my head to the side, looking at the locked door and wishing whoever is on the other side to just disappear. I don't want to face my family, I don't need them to yell at me for not telling them sooner, or for them to comfort me about my situation.

But the scent that dances to my nose is not the scent I would expect to find in my house.

"If you don't open this door in ten seconds, I will get Tyler and let him break through it." Natalie's voice is demanding and my lips part in surprise. What is she doing here?

I climb out of my bed and head over to the door. I was still wearing yesterday's clothes and I had no energy left to try and get out of them or wash myself for that matter. I know, disgusting. But when you almost know you're going to die in thirteen days, everything seems pointless.

I unlock the door and open it just enough so Natalie can see my body between the gap of the door. When my look lands on here, I am surprised to see her with a bag of McDonald's food in her hand.

My memory flashes to the day I brought McDonald's to her as an apology for ignoring her. It almost makes me laugh.

"I brought comfort food and a USB drive with cliché movies." My best friend grins at me and the angry look she was holding on her face just moments ago completely disappears. I think I could cry right now.

I step aside and let her into my not so clean room. The clothes that were supposed to be in my wardrobe are everywhere and the pill bottles are scattered all over my desk. Some of them are already empty.

Natalie glances around the room, but she doesn't comment on the mess. She knows better than to scold be right away.

"Why are you here?" My voice is weak when I speak, but she hears me loud and clear. Her light brown eyes look at me through her pink hair, that is slowly losing its bright color with the amount of times she already washed it. "Because my best friend needs me right now." Nat answers and I press my lips into a thin line. I watch as she sits down on my bed and opens up the McDonald's paper bag to get our food and drinks out.

I don't know how to react to her just showing up here with a bag of food and cliché movies. But there is this fluttering in my chest and I thank the Moon goddess for such an amazing and understanding best friend.

I walk over to where she sits and sit beside her. I feel how her eyes look over to me and I wish I could tell her everything that is burdening me and how thankful I am to have her here with me today.

"I don't want to act like yesterday never happened. But I want you not to worry." Natalie speaks up, her voice soft as if she would break me if she would speak any louder. I sigh through my nose and glance over to her. "You want to talk about it." Not a question, but an observation. Nat nods a little, glancing down to the nine pack box of chicken nuggets she's holding in her left hand.

"Nova said... you know for about two weeks now." Natalie starts carefully and I sigh again. I rest back on my mattress and look up to the ceiling. It's already around noon. It's going to be a long day since it already started out terribly.

"I found on the day of the sleepover. Nova called me over and told me about my Kurenai shift. She also said mom predicted I'll be just like her." I pause, feeling a lump form in my throat. It was hard to swallow it down. It didn't want to budge out of the middle of my throat no matter how hard I tried to get it down.