I'm concerned.

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Tord's POV.

I've just finished reading one of Y/n's thick notebooks, as she calls them journals or dairies. Most of them are just from childhood, as there is literally 7 of them, but are pretty traumatic for a child. In all honesty, my childhood wasn't that traumatic, I learned to live with the stuff and now it doesn't really make me a problem. But not everyone is me..

I sigh as I close the 3rd journal, placing it back into its place. Y/n is visiting her family, aka her brother, but also the graves of the dead family members. Sadly I couldn't come with her, since I've had my duties to finish. Now that I think about it, I still have some left to do, and better finish them before the sun sets.

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'Finally, done!' , I thought as I wiped the sweat off of my forehead. My clothing was all covered in oil. I literally worked my ass off. I've walked to my room and went to take a shower, getting dressed into pajamas straight after. I mean the sun has set, I can old eat dinner before going to sleep.

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I can't stop thinking about Y/n... I hope they're alright. I quickly go look for the shelf where she keeps her notebooks and search for the fourth one. After around 5 minutes of searching, I've found it.

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Svial's funeral is today. It's.. Conventiently raining.. Heh.. Me and her used to go outside on the rain days all the time..

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It was another evening in the L/n house hold.

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As well as another rainy day. The h/c and the blonde girl just finished with dinner, about to get ready for bed.
More like.. For the outside?

Anyhow, when the lights were out, and the house was quiet, they decided to sneak out. They quietly got dressed into pink and yellow Hello Kitty™ raincoats. The hallway was so quiet, that the silence is almost ear-piercing. Walking down the hall, the girls quickly took note of their parents sleeping, and so they made their way towards the back door.

Their boots were a whole other problem. They were hidden somewhere in the jungle of other shoes. Yep. It took a while, but the girls managed to get their boots. Opening the door quietly, the girls left outside without another sound, other than the door closing of course.

The sound of boots clicking, creaking and/or tripping filled the silence as the soft sound of falling raindrops aswell filled the frame. The protagonist and her sister were met with a beautiful sight. A lot of their backyard trees and tree house covered in wet and/or dry leaves, the night sky speckled with stars loomed over them, and their tree house was the only place dry.

The grass was wet as well, so was everything on the outside world right now. It's raining. Pulling up their hoods, the girls started hopping and jumping in the puddles, running around, etc.

Just right until the younger one fell and hurt her knee. Running over, the older brunette checked the wound and gave it a soft kiss and out a Hello Kitty™ bandage onto it. Of course after kissing the wound she spat to the side and wiped her mouth.

Svial wasn't very worried about it, but Y/n was. It could get an infection. Quickly picking her up, and rushing her inside, she re-dressed them both leaving the raincoats in the bathroom to dry. Hopefully the parents won't notice, the girls thought.

Finally getting to their parents room, Katherine grabbed the handle and twisted it, and felt a bad feeling before opening the door completely, only to be met with their parents peacefully sleeping. Light snores and breath could be heard from the couple, as the girls snaked onto the bed.

Shaking the woman awake, their mother questioningly looked at them until she saw the Hello Kitty™ bandage. Her eyes soften and without having to say anything, they went to the bathroom.

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"Now, darling, how did that happen? "

Only then did the mother notice a wet puddle under two raincoats. She chuckles and cleans the cut. Wrapping it in a bandage, she set the girls ready to go.

Well- certainly not outside again, but definitely into their beds.

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Well.... That seemed like a dark memory but with a happy ending. Feel bad for Y/n's sister... She was so young. But illness doesn't chose. I continued to read, finding out more and more to Y/n's everyday adventures. Of couse, not to be intrusive, I asked her before doing this; she let me. So don't go at me, thanks.


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