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"No." Thomas whispered as he hung up the phone.

He stared at the floor for a few seconds and ran to get his coat.

"Thomas, who was that?" I asked but he ignored me. "What's going on?" He still ignored me.

He was at the front door and swung it wide open.

"THOMAS!" I screamed grabbing his hand "what's going on?"

"Y/N! Let go!" He replied, not really paying attention.

"Thomas! Who's Hazil?" I screamed.
He looked at me and I felt a sudden guilt. His eyes were bloodshot and had tears sitting on his eyelids.

"Hazil, er, she's my niece. Her parents died a few hours ago, my sister. I need to go and get her, I'll be back in a few hours." Then he yanked his hand out of mine and slammed the door leaving me speechless.

I didn't leave the house. I stayed, watching Netflix, checking my phone every minute.
It got to about 6o'clock, so I decided to make some spaghetti.

I laid it out on the table.

His plate opposite mine.

I sat there for a while playing with my knife and fork.

I went and checked in the hallway but he still wasn't there.

I check my phone, nothing.

Then I remembered he likes ketchup, so I put it on his spaghetti.

Then it became cold, so I heated it up.

By this time it was 8:30.

I began to think about my best friend, when she said his name.
Does he have a niece? He never spoke about her.

My heart pounded.
He was cheating, I was sure of it.

I grabbed my phone and went to call him when the door swung open.

I marched towards him "WHAT TIME DO YOU CALL THIS?" I screamed.

I was stopped in my steps when I saw a young girl with black hair, thick black eye makeup, a black neckless and completely black clothes from head to toe, came through my front down.

"Y/N," Thomas said " this is Hazil, my niece."

Heyyyyyyy check my recent comment on 'activity' to why I have been inactive but I'm coming back soon.

Love u merry crimbo I guys I hope to be back then

K

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