˗ˏˋ49: Keefe'ˎ˗

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TW: suicide, death, cyber harassment 

When I got to school, it was the exact same as it had been since Sophie's funeral. Even the people who didn't know her were mourning. None of us ever expected to lose one of our classmates. Everyone pretty much avoided us, her friends. They didn't know what to do with us, how to act around us. At least, all of the sensitive people were like that.

"Hey Keefe." Linh greeted me, trying to be the cheery one in the group. She was really good at staying positive and hiding her emotions, she knew the entire group couldn't be depressed. I still wish she'd show some emotion though, show that she does miss Sophie. I understood that we all had to deal in our own ways, it just felt like no one really cared as much as they should've. Like I was the only one that actually felt the loss, beside her family of course.

"Hey." I replied, joining in the gap of the circle my friends were standing in. Dex wasn't there, he hadn't shown up to school since Sophie's funeral and announcing himself as Techno. I didn't blame him, the paparazzi and crazy fans that surrounded his house for the first few days were enough to make all of us stay away for a while. It calmed down after a few days, but you could still see a few stragglers trying to get a picture or an interview. That's why we started getting they're groceries and running errands for them, so they couldn't be bothered and mourn in peace.

I wish I could have the same luxury, but as prince I had to attend many press conferences with my parents about her disappearance, suicide, and later reveal as one of the most popular music artists in the world. So far, no reporters had found out that Sophie and I were dating, so at least I wasn't getting asked about that. It was still well known that we were good friends, so I got bombarded by far too many personal questions.

"How're you feeling?" I asked Biana, noticing her lack of makeup and styled hair. That's how we truly knew how broken she was. Even at her mentally lowest, she still made sure to put so much care into her appearance. But with the loss of her best friend, she started pairing sweatpants and pajama pants with baggy shirts that didn't match, along with a clean face and half her hair in a ponytail, the rest falling out in greasy strands.

Meanwhile, Linh was too put together, putting way more effort into her appearance than usual. Tam just looked darker, a certain type of emotional shadow hanging over him. Fitz and Marell were constantly glaring at everyone and everything, becoming incredibly irritable.

From what I'd seen, Wylie and Jensi were also extremely broken, walking through the halls at sluggish paces and dark circles under their eyes. Stina hadn't even shown up at school.

After finding out about Sophie being Moonlark, we had also found out about the song she wrote for Stina, what she meant to Stina. I couldn't possibly imagine how she was feeling, but I also knew no one could understand it for me. Stina lost her dad, then one of her greatest friends, one who understood the loss she felt. And not only that, but she... she killed herself.

She broke up with me, then killed herself. What did I do wrong? There were a million thoughts running through my head, a million ways to fix it, to go back and fix everything. But I couldn't. No one could. She was gone, for good.

"Keefe?" My attention snapped back to the present, to my friends looking at me with understanding in their faces. I felt a wetness underneath my eyes, quickly scrubbing away the tears that had fallen.

"Sorry, what's up?" I asked, quickly shrugging off all of my emotions.

"I just said that I'm doing okay, better than yesterday at least. But you weren't responding." Biana stepped a little closer to me, putting her hand on my shoulder. "It's okay to cry about her. We all do. You love her and you miss her. You're allowed to show emotion."

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