Lena: You can't be Y/N! She's supposed to be dead, gone... without a trace!
Y/N: Lena, that's not true... I'm here. I came here to be with you and Lisa.
Lena: No, no! Her mother said she was dead. She died in the school's fire years ago!
I didn't know how to comfort her, calm her down. All I could think of was hugging her. She tried fighting back, but she eventually gave into my hug. Lena poured her eyes out into my shoulder. It was drenched in salty tears by the time it was dark out. We just sat there in silence and her phone began to ring again. She was about to sit up. I motioned for her to sit there. I checked who called her. It was Lisa; she left a voicemail. Lena, played the voicemail. I've never heard Lisa so worried in her life, her voice all squeaky and hoarse from crying. She called Lisa back. Lena exited the room. All I heard was," I'm sorry I wasn't able to answer your calls. I'm at. . .," that's all I heard from there. So many unanswered questions lingering off the top of my mind. Is it true? Did my mom really say I died in a fire?!? Why, would she lie to them about my existence? Do I even exist? Lena barged back into the room. In a rush, she got her gatherings from the nightstand. She stopped right outside the doorway before she left.
Lena: Thank you for comforting me whoever you truly are. I appreciate it.
I heard loud and quick footsteps down the stairs and a deafening slam. She was gone just like that. I let her slip through my fingers once again. What am I going to do to prove her that my existence is real? How am I going to gain her trust? But first, I need answers, answers from my mom and my dad. I won't stop until they answer my questions at heart and I'm not letting my mom get away with her dishonesty. I need the truth. What is the truth? Why, would she keep me from knowing the truth? My head is pounding, probably from thinking so hard. This isn't going to stop me though from finding the truth in all this. I'm going to my father for answers; he was the most honest and wisest man I knew. He wouldn't lie to me, or would he?
Do you think your father knows the truth?
-End of Chapter 8-
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Friends From The Past
Fanfic-Prologue- You were a happy young girl. Since you were six-years-old, you were best friends with twins: Lisa and Lena. One day, you had to move away with your mom after your parents decided to split up. You were so devastated to be leaving Lisa and...
