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"Aaliyah...mum's dead."
Aaliyah's smile dropped quickly. She didn't know how to feel. She dreamed of hearing those words...she just didn't expect to feel so..blank. She expected to feel happy, maybe even a little free. "What?" Is the only word that spilled from her lips.
"She passed this morning. I found her in...your bedroom, unresponsive. They said it was an overdose. I'm sorry." Alec explained slowly. He was still processing it too. Even if he and Alissa had a strained relationship. She was still his mother. "She killed herself?" Aaliyah questioned, more so speaking to herself. A tear fell from her eye, rolling down her cheek. "She left a note for you. Do you want me to mail a copy to you?"
Aaliyah held a hand over her mouth, shaking her head. She couldn't believe it, but she also could at the same time. Alissa always did take the easy way out. "I gotta go." Aaliyah hung up the phone before he could object. She let out a shaky breath, walking away from the phones. She found a hallway, sliding down the wall, she sat on the floor. Tears escaping her eyes.
"Are you okay?" She wished it was Janae's voice. But unfortunately it wasn't. All she wanted was Janae. But maybe this person could do. Aaliyah shook her head slowly, "My mum is...she's, uh, well she's dead." That's all the person needed to hear before going to sit down next to the mourning girl.
"I know the last thing you wanna hear is sorry so I'll spare that line. Do you wanna talk about it?" Aaliyah looked away from the floor to see who it was, recognizing it to be the woman named Alison. The one that Cindy had beef with. "I don't really know how to feel. Like I'm sad but I'm also kinda relieved, you know?"
Alison nods understandably. "It's okay to feel that way. Everyone has different reactions towards losing someone."
"Yeah but she wasn't just someone, ya know? I should be fucking happy. She ruined my life. She doesn't deserve my tears." Aaliyah cried. Alison put arm around the crying girl, letting Liyah cry on her shoulder. "You're gonna be okay." Alison rubbed her back, pulling her closer. "I can't believe her. She finally gets what she deserves and still finds a way to hurt me even more. She shouldn't get to take the easy way out. Not after what she did to our family."
"I don't know what went down but you're right. She shouldn't get to do that. You can't let her win. You don't deserve to feel pain. She should. For everything she's done." Alison agrees. She could tell this woman must've done something bad to this girl. Cause there was no way she didn't from the way Liyah cried. She didn't know much about Aaliyah but she could tell Liyah was a good person. She was gentle. And she was sweet. She didn't deserve to feel the pain she was feeling right now.
Aaliyah sniffles, lifting her head, Alison offers her a tissue that she gratefully accepts. "You're right. I can't let her win. I'm done letting her have control over me. She doesn't deserve it." Aaliyah spoke, taking breaths to calm herself down. "Exactly. You have the power here, not her. Not anymore." Alison replied.
