Love never dies

Chapter 5 xx

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"Elle" mum yells from the bottom of the stairs. "I'm up mum, I'm up" I say pulling my tired and restless body downstairs. "Morning Hun, nice sleep?" She asks as she puts my toast in the toaster. "Great until I had to you know get out of bed" I reply resting my head on the cold kitchen bench. "Where is Elle, seriously she needs to get her makeup out of the bathroom, I have no room to put anything of mine because it is filled with..." Jackson pauses when he sees me staring at him. He stops in the middle of the kitchen and his heads drops to face the floor. "Yes" I say as Jackson looks up to face me. "I have no room in the bathroom because it is full with all your crap" he shouts. I stare at him like I don't understand when really I do but he had the wrong facts. "One it's not crap and two what do you have to put in the stupid bathroom, girls need it a lot more than guys do" I scream back swivelling my body to face Mum. "But..." Mum interrupts. "Jackson out, stop fighting with your sister". I smile as he turns his back and leaves the room. Damn straight.

"El" a voice says behind me. I turn around to find Shylah beaming a bright smile at me. I pull her into a hug. I won't be getting my usual share of hugs now that... Well you know the story. "How's it going?" She asks. "Yeah it's good I guess, I'm glad I have you". She grins as I say that. "Well I'm more glad to have you" she replies. "Aww" tears of happiness fill my eyes before I wipe them so no one thinks I'm crying. I look in front of us. Tyler... "No we can't go this way" I whisper taking hold of her hand. She looks in front of us and notices Tyler oh and I forgot to say the bitch too. Shylah sends me a pathetic look. I may be pathetic but I don't need anymore crap right now. I have had enough of Tyler and don't even get me started on Ashlyn. "Come on, remember if they say anything I'll do the talking". I try to show a smile. We walk past them and no harm is done. Nothing said and not even a bad look. "See wasn't that easy" she asks. I groan and try to act like it wasn't. "Yes" I say before the bell rings and we run arm in arm to first period.

The bell rings for the end of the day and I race out of class to meet Shylah. "I gotta run but I'll text you later" I call as I run to her and hug her. "No problem, ily" she replies. "I love you too" I whisper back before sending her a smile and heading towards the school gates. I leave school quickly and make my way down the long walkway.

I need to see her. I need to talk to her. Aunt Renna.

I arrive at her house and walk to the doorway. I knock nervously and wait for the door to open. Within seconds the door is flung open and Aunt Renna stands in front of me. I fall into her arms and she hugs me tightly. "I had to come back, I had to talk to you, I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean it. I was having a bad day and it was just so much for me all in one day" I whisper and burst into tears. Aunt Renna takes hold of my hand and takes me inside. We take a seat on the couch and tears are still pouring out of my eyes like I'm raining. "It's okay, don't stress. I'm not angry or anything along those lines. I never thought you would come back. I was worried. I needed to see you too. There are things we need to talk about and things I need to tell you" she whispers resting her hand on my knee. It's just like the old times. Except its not. It feels strange and in a way I feel like its not real and that it's not right. No one that I know of knows that she's alive except for mum apparently and I feel bad for keeping it from everyone. I mean what if my mum had found out that I had been seeing her while she knew she was alive but didn't know that I knew. What would I be thought of then. I was lost, worried and guilty all at the same time...