ᴇɴᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ | ᴄᴏɴʀᴀᴅ ғɪsʜᴇʀ [1]

Lᴏᴠᴇ Lᴏsᴛ

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Liz wish she could say that she and Dakota were on their way to Cousins. She wish she were packing her suitcases and face timing River full of excitement. She wish she was pulling into the driveway of the Beck summer house. Stomach full of butterflies as Conrad held her in his arms.

But she wasn't. She wasn't on her way to Cousins. Susannah wasn't alive and she wasn't with Conrad anymore. She didn't think she'd ever be the same.

Dakota on the other hand, while he was very upset about Susannah, hadn't shown much grief or sadness when the subject came up. Her funeral was the only time Liz saw Dakota even remotely upset about Susannah's death and she couldn't figure out how he was doing so well. What she didn't know, is that a certain girl had a lot to do with it.

"You guys seriously aren't coming to Cousins?"

Dakota shook his head, "No. We haven't even said Cousins since Susannah's funeral."

"Well, wouldn't it be what she would want? For you guys to continue on with the tradition?" River tries

"I don't know. I don't even wanna talk about it." Dakota mutters

River sighed as she watched Dakota. Even through the phone she could tell he wasn't as okay as he made himself out to be. However, she couldn't really help considering he never wanted to actually talk about it and just brushed her off.

"Okay, well, how's Liz?"

Dakota scoffed, "She's been locked up in her room ever since the funeral. Barely comes out and when she does she definitely doesn't say anything."

River nodded as she looked around her room. Dakota squinted as he watched her, "She hasn't talked to you?"

"No. The only reason I know she's alive is when she likes my stuff on Instagram."

Dakota raised his brows with a smile, "Well, don't feel too bad. At least you're still talking to one twin right?"

"Yeah." She chuckles. Dakota's smile widens.

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"Liz, honey, make sure you have everything packed, we have to leave early tomorrow."

Liz sits up as she hears her mom walk away. She sighs as she stares at the ceiling. As much as she loved Steven and Belly, she did not want to have to act happy at his graduation. She hated pretending that she was okay.

Because she wasn't. She wasn't okay and she was angry at the fact that everyone else seemed to be. It wasn't even about her and Conrad, it was about Susannah. She made such an impact on everyone's lives and she was gone. Gone and never coming back and everyone was smiling and happy and ready to move on.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. So, she got up and moved around her room as she started to pack. As she looked around at the desk, her eyes landed on a photo of her and Conrad. It was a polaroid she took the day after the debutante. As she stared at the picture, she remembered how excited she was after Conrad finally confessed his feelings for her.