You walked down the hallway, your bag over your shoulder. You haven't talked to Lauren since the date, and it's stressing you out. You know she's doing the project because you see her and Hailee at her house.
Camila was talking to Dinah, who was smiling and nodding. You walked pass the two, both of them not noticing you.
You spotted Lauren at her locker. You began to walk over to her, but Hailee beat you to it. Lauren turned around as she talked to Hailee, locking eyes with you.
She shook her head and looked away from you, making you sigh.
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Your Aunt was out with William, on a date. This is their tenth or eleventh date so far. You haven't seen Brad much, only at school, which you were thankful for.
You looked out of your window to see Lauren and Hailee in her room. You loudly exhaled, just as your phone rang. You looked at it, and it was an unknown caller ID.
You furrowed your eyebrows and answered it, hesitantly putting it up to your ear.
"Hello?" you spoke into the phone. Silence came from the other line, "Hello?"
"Y/N," your father spoke, his voice heavy and rough, "I-uh-I'm sorry, for everything. For leaving you, your mother and your brothers." With that, you heard a gunshot, then a thud.
"H-Hello?" you stammered, everything happening too quickly, "Dad!? Dad!" you shouted.
Lauren, hearing your shouting, looked over into your room. She saw you on the phone. You dialed 911, and quickly explained to them what had happened.
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"Your father shot himself," Detective Green explained, "Y/N, he called you to say goodbye. And you inherited all of his money," Detective Green is in about her 20's, maybe 25 or 26.
You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and sighing, "I don't want a funeral for him. His other family can do that, speaking of which, where are they?"
Detective Green looked up, "Outside, would you like to meet them?" you nodded and stood up, your fists clenched as you walked out of the room.
In front of you stood a woman in about her 40's, and a 15 year old looking girl, who've you seen around school time to time. They both had tears streaming down their faces. The girl had light brown hazel eyes and dark hair.
"Y/N, this is Rene and Amber," Detective Green introduced, "Rene and Amber, this is Y/N."
You felt bad for the Amber, but not for Rene. You felt bitterness in your heart, nothing but coldness as you stared at Rene. Anger filled your body, and I'm sure Rene could see it in your eyes.
"What happened?" you asked. "I mean, he was in your hands, you were supposed to take care of him, so what the fuck happened!?" Rene flinched, as did Amber.
"I-I d-don't know, h-he never s-"
"You don't know?" you bitterly laughed, "Now because of you, I have no fucking parents left." And with that, you left the station.
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"Y/N! Are you ok-"
"I'm fine," you cut your aunt off, storming pass her and into your room. You slammed the door shut.
You felt angry. You felt upset. You felt everything. Not only did you screw everything up with Lauren, but your father also died. Even though you said you hated him, he was still your father. He was there for some of your life, he was there for you when you were a baby. He did take care of you. You have part of his blood.
And then there's Lauren. The one person you have feelings for. And you still screwed up. You should've taken her to a movie or something simple, not be trespassing on private property.
You kicked the wall, some of your pictures coming down. You ran a hand through your hair, walking over to your dressed. You grabbed a picture of you and your aunt, throwing it at the wall.
You couldn't help yourself. You were losing it. You needed to release the emotions that were built up inside of you, bubbling and waiting to be released.
Lauren heard the ruckus and got up from her desk, walking over to her window. She saw you throwing things and kicking things with tears streaming down your face.
Lauren furrowed her eyebrows and ran out of her house. She ran in your house, ignoring the look for your aunt and went up to your room. She opened it, just as another picture shattered against the wall.
"Y/N!" Lauren shouted, but you didn't look at her, "Damnit, Y/N!" this time, you looked at her.
Your breathing was heavy as she made her way over to you. She brought you into her embrace, softly rubbing your back. You wrapped your arms around her waist, burying your face into the crook of her neck. You let out a muffled sob.
Lauren guided the two of you to your bed, laying you both down. Lauren continued to rub your back, slowly calming you down.
You were tired. Tired of your father, of crying, of everything. You closed your eyes, drifting off into a sleep.
Your aunt made her way into your room, and peeked her head in. Lauren looked up at her, giving her a small smile and a thumbs up. Your aunt smiled at Lauren, then returned to her room.
Lauren sighed and kissed the top of your head. Lauren closed her eyes, seeing as she would be staying over night, she went to sleep.
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