Close That Door *major edits* (sequel to At the Door)

Chapter 7

Sabrina's Pov

"Alright. Wipe those tears shortstack." Jen said, after holding me for a couple of minutes. I nodded and wiped my face with my sleeve. I put my hand up, telling her to wait, and get up and towards the door. I walk out, leaving the door wide open, so she would see that I was just going into the bathroom.

Turning on the sink, I quickly wash my face, and dry it with a towel, to erase away the tear stains. I look in the mirror and smile slightly. "Why do you still go into this bathroom?" Jen chuckles, popping in next to me.

You see, all of this time, I've had a bathroom in my room. I don't know why but I rarely used it. The only reason I went into it earlier was because I had locked myself in my room. But I'm fine now.

I shrug my shoulders in response and we go back downstairs. I walk straight into the kitchen to see that the hot dogs were done cooking, so I turned off the stove and began setting the table.

I took out five plate, figuring Jen was gonna eat too. I was planning on just giving her one of my hot dogs. "No wait, I'm not eating. I'm gonna leave now." Jen stopped me.

I frowned and furrowed my eyebrows, asking why. "I didn't tell anyone I left the house. They're probably... looking for me?" She said, or asked... I made face.

"I honestly don't know if they care that I'm gone, but I gotta go." She said. I frowned and she side-hugged me. After quickly pulling away, she rushed towards the door, pulled on her shoes, and left the house.

I turned around, pretty confused. I place two hot dogs in their buns, and placed them on the plates, before putting the plates onto the table.

By the time I had everything ready, hot dogs, chips, drinks and all, mama and dad walked into the house. "Oh hey Bri!" Dad said, walking up and hugging me, followed by mom.

"Aw, you didn't need to make the lunch," Mama said quietly, still holding onto me. I shrugged into the hug, and smiled at her once she pulled away.

"Where's Liyah?" Dad asked as we started to take our seats around the table. I pointed at the ceiling and he nodded. "ALIYAH! COME IN EAT!" Mama yelled, causing me to laugh silently.

Soon, she slowly came down the stairs with red, puffy eyes, and tear stained cheeks. "Baby what's wrong?" Daddy asked, getting up immediately. She didn't answer, but hugged him instead.

I slumped in my chair, annoyed at the fact that she's crying. I don't understand what she's going through. No one, with an exception of Jen now, has seen me cry in two years. They kind of take that for granted and think that I'm perfectly fine. So I get very little attention when it comes to my 'emotions.' Unlike Aliyah, who wears her heart on her face. Not sleeve, face. She's sad, she'll show it any place, time, day. She doesn't care.

"I-i didn't mean to make Sabrina go off." She whimpered, making my eyes widen.

"Wait what happened?" Mama asked, turning towards me. I shook my head, trying to say that nothing happened.

"Sabrina something obviously happened," Dad said sternly. "What did you do?"

A glare covered my face, as I shot my head towards him. I pointed my finger at myself harshly, as if I was saying "Me?!"

"Sabrina, get out your phone and tell us what you did so we can clear this up already."

I slammed my hands on my table and got up. Ignoring anything anyone said, I continued walking, well stomping, up the stairs and went into my room.

Nicki's Pov

"SABRINA MARAJ YOU BETTER-"

"Stop yelling at her." I cut Drake off.