Dear diary,
that's how you're supposed to start this off, correct?
I haven't written in the old thing for a while, not since mother died. Aunt Mary got this for me around a month after it happened, so I could write down how I was feeling, since I didn't really talk to her about things like that. Of course, if mother was still around, I would have someone to talk to. I wouldn't have to write it down in some book. I was twelve when I last wrote in this, its been four years since then. That's because, I haven't needed to write in here. Until now, I suppose. Things have been fine, actually they've been great. I've grown closer to Y/n, and unfortunately, so has Caleb. A lot has happened in the past few years. As irritating as it may be, Caleb has had a crush on Y/n for the past year and a half, or at least that's how long I've known for. He's been awfully flirty with her, its disgusting. And I hate watching it, mainly because I can't tell if she enjoys it or not. If she feels the same way about him, I hope she doesn't. I kind of wish I told her how I felt before she left, I mean, a while before she left. Maybe we would have gotten somewhere if I had. Should I have been doing what Caleb has? I've never tried flirting before, really. Not that I intend too, what would be the point? It feels like almost nothing matters right now, everything I see, or hear, or even think of reminds me of her.
I didn't realize that five little words could break me so easily.
"I have to move away."
If I have to be honest, it felt like the world was crashing down on me. Everything felt broken. Out of place, unreal. I didn't want to believe it but as she said it again, the words registered in my head. Over and over again, I wanted it to stop. I wanted the words to disappear. I didn't want to hear them, I didn't want her to say them. Because when she did, there was nothing I could do. Shes everything to me, my best friend. Well, I was hoping for maybe more than just that. But I never had the guts to say it, because if she didn't feel the same, it would hurt more. More than if I just didn't say it in the first place. I didn't want to lose what we had by telling her. So I've kept it to myself but now what am I supposed to do? She said that i'm always charismatic, charming, a people person. And that I could make more friends in no time. I know that I could, but I wanted her. I didn't want some other person. Or some other people to be friends with. I couldn't even settle for someone like Y/n, I need her. I don't even know how long she's going to be gone for, or if i'll ever see her again. I wonder why she didn't tell me sooner. Why did she have to tell me at the last minute? If she told me before hand, maybe I wouldn't be acting like this. Maybe I would have more time to think. I could have done something special for her, but I had no time. I simply didn't. I'm sure that I would have done something stupid, like try to convince her parents to stay. Or try to let her stay.
(Alastor pov, yesterday morning)
I wasn't feeling the best so, I was staying home from school for the day. Last night, I was trying out some of mothers recipes and trying to cook them myself. I think I messed it up somehow because I ended up throwing up in the middle of the night. I was making Jambalaya but I think the meat might have gone bad.
I woke up at the time I usually did, and immediately rushed to the restroom. I suppose my stomach was still messed up. After a few minutes, I felt okay but I couldn't fall back asleep. So, I went downstairs. As I did, there was a knock on the front door.
"Aunt Mary?" I called out when I got down the steps.
"Hm? Yes Hun?" She asked, stepping out of the kitchen.
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𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊||Human! Alastor X Reader
RomanceDiscontinued - Being rewritten <3 You were born in New Orleans, Louisiana, 1900. You grew up with Alastor ever since meeting him in the third grade. You had lived right by him up until you were 16, your parents finally able to open a bakery like the...