〖◇Ɨм𝕞𝔼𝔯𝕤𝒾𝓸ℕ◇】

Knock Knock.

(Teehee, I'm back, baby. Some sad stuff ig- TW: Implied suicide, swearing, angst, angst, and more angst 😔)

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6:07AM
2 days.

Kel's pov]

I don't think I can visit Basil today.
Call me a bad friend all you want. I just don't wanna see that dreaded window again. The dry concrete stained with blood.. That stuck with me.

So now I just lay in my bed, my face stained with tears. I feel like crap..
"Ugh.." I groan, burying my face in my pillow. Why didn't Sunny just talk to us? Talk to me?

If only I had tried harder to get him to come out.. I'm such a pathetic excuse for a friend. 'If only, if only, if only...' My thoughts fill with all these What ifs, and it's slowly driving me insane.

*(Knock Knock)*

The sound wavered through the room. As it slowly creaked open, revealing my older sibling. I kept my face hidden, I don't wanna be seen in this pathetic state.. "Kel..?" Hero's concerned voice rang out in my ears.

I grimaced against the pillow, refusing to look up at him. But, I give in. And I look up at him with a fake smile. "Yeah, Hero?" I reply, raising an eyebrow. I was wondering what he could possibly want.

My older sibling slowly entered our room. With a small sigh of relief, he spoke. "Hey, Kel. I-i, know you're having a hard time with.. the passing of Sunny." His voice cracked. "But I'm glad you seem to be taking it well." He said to me with a small smile.

I look at him. It must be hard for him. Being the golden child, having all of these responsibilities.. his girlfriend died, Sunny, who he loved like a son. Died. And now he's watching his brother, who he loves so much. Waste away in his room.
I'm sure he has it, much, much worse.

I shouldn't feel sorry for myself.. I always do that. It makes me feel selfish. "Hey, Hero?" I speak up. "Are uh.. are you okay?" I say, furrowing my brows in concern.

His eyes widen for some reason, but he nods. "Oh, I'm fine." He pauses. "But kel, are you -"

(*Ring ring*)

He gets cut off by the telephone ringing outside the room.

Henry's pov]

I stop speaking as the phone rings.
"Sorry, Kel. I've gotta see who it is.."
I say, leaving the room, taking one final glance at him. I hastily go up to the phone, and I pick it up.

"Hello?" I ask, twirling the coiled wire connected to the telephone. "Hello, can I talk to Mrs. Desoto?" The feminine voice rang out. I pause for a second. That's Mrs Suzuki's voice.

"Oh, it's her son, Hero." I reply back, waiting for her response. "Oh! Hero." She said, surprised. "Is your mother home?" She asked. "Oh, uh, no, she's not home right now." I quickly respond back.

She hummed through the telephone line. "Oh well.. I just called to talk about Sunny." Her previous toned dropped slightly. I couldn't blame her, though. "I am very sorry for your loss, Mrs Suzuki.. but what about Sunny?"

She paused.
"His funeral is next week, and I just wanted to tell you. I know all four of you were close friends." She explained, I could hear the pain in her voice. I sigh shakily, still messing with the coil wire.

"Okay, I'll make sure to let the others know.." I say, my mind at all places at once. I hang up, the telephone making a satisfying 'clicking' sound.

I sigh shakily, running my fingers through my hair. I wish I could just clear my mind. It's easier said than done, though I lost 2 of the people who I basically considered family.
I don't understand.. why didn't they talk to us? We could've done something.. I could have done something.

Meanwhile, with Aubrey..)

Aubrey's pov]

"Fuck.."
I curse under my breath, gripping both sides of my head in distress.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it.." I repeat quietly, sniffling to myself.

I despised when I was like this. I hated it even. But isn't it my right to be sad? No, I shouldn't be crying. I'd get called sensitive. Ugh.

"𝙃𝙀𝙔!!!"

I heard from below me.
My.. mother.
I grimaced, but I stayed silent.

"𝙆𝙀𝙀𝙋 𝙄𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 𝘿𝙊𝙒𝙉 𝙐𝙋 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀."

She said, banging on the attics door.
I cowered into my bedroom corner, putting my knees up to my chest.
"Shit.." I mumble shakily. Noticing my hands trembling.. maybe out of fear.

I felt the warm tears building up from my eyes. I hastily wiped them away, but they kept coming. Why does it do that..? I don't want to cry, but it happens anyway.

I sniffle.

I wish I didn't exist.
That's such a pathetic excuse.. I know. But.. I can't think straight right now, I just can't. Everything is just happening too fast. Too fast. Just stop.. stop it.

ＳＴＯＰ.

Just. stop it...

I wept.

(Okay people that's it for this chapter. I hoped yall liked it!! Also 607? What's it mean? 🤔 heheh 😈
I finished this way earlier than expected 😨
875 words.)