-Your POV-
I sat in my room. It was around 8 at night.
The group was over. Luke made dinner and served but I refused to eat.
I didn't feel good after the group finding out what happened, I didn't even remember it."(Y/n)?" I heard knocking. It sounded like Kid.
"G-go away" I stuttered.
"Please can I come in? Me, Soul, and Black*star want to see you." He pleaded.
I slowly walked to the door and unlocked it. I opened it a bit and went back to the corner.
"Hi (Y/n)" I heard Black*star. His tone was gentle and cautious.
"How ya feeling?" Soul asked. They all sat on my bed.
"I'm scared" I said looking down. I realized my eyes looked like they had been crying for days.
"Don't be. We are hear to protect you." Kid said hugging me. I felt the other two adding their arms.
"We always will" Soul added.
"Cause we care about you (Y/n)." Black*star was the last to add.
"Thank you" I said hugging back as much as I could.
I heard the girls yelling at each other and I looked at the door.
The guys did the same.
We got up slowly snuck into the living room."LUKE, TELL LIZ IT ISNT TRUE!" Maka whined.
"IT IS TRUE. HE DOESNT LIKE YOU. YOUR A STALKER TOWARDS HIM AND YOU NEVER STOP STARRING" Liz screamed back.
Luke was sitting on a couch with Patty holding his arm."H-how about we calm down" Tsubaki tried to calm to two down.
"NO! SHES LYING ABOUT ME AND I THINK ITS HIGH TIME SHE GETS A PIECE OF MY MIND-" Maka started yelling before she was interrupted by a slap.
She stared wide eyes at her attacker."Both of you need to shut up!" Tsubaki yelled. She equally slapped Liz who was holding her cheek. "Honestly, he doesn't have to like either of you. Or any of us for that matter. Its his choice so stop trying to force yourself on him. And don't make false accusations about others, maybe Maka doesn't consider her approach to make Luke like her is stalkerish. You both need to grow up" she ended her speech.
I slowly clapped and fully allowed myself into the scene.
Everyone was speechless and didn't know who to stare at."Good job Tsubaki" I said as I went to put my hand on her shoulder. She nervously smiled.
"I couldn't of said it better myself." Luke added now getting up.
It was silent for a few minutes."I'm gonna go out." I said walking to my room to get shoes.
"What? Where? You don't even know the city!" Luke followed me, he was more surprised than I thought he would be.
"I want to get to know it better. Walk around the streets ya know?" I tied my shoes and grabbed a jacket, phone, and headphones.
"I'll come with you then." He protested. He started to head to his room what I stopped him.
"No I'm going alone. I want to be able to think while listening to music"
"We have guests."
"Yep and that's why you need to stay" I ran to the door and said bye to everyone. I closed it walked down the front lobby.
"Evenin (Y/n)" said Josh, the guy you check in with.
"Hello Josh. Any mail?" I asked putting my hand on the counter.
"Um.... Hold on" he ducked down to check. "Ah yes one thing. It isn't a bill so be proud." He handed it to me.
"Should I open it here?" I asked looking at it. The date said it was not too long ago. I colony tell the address hut I know it felt familiar.
"Go ahead I wanna see it" Josh leaned on the counter and rested his head on his hand.
I ripped the back part of the envelope and toon out the paper.
Dear (Y/n),
I regret to inform you that your parents have passed. They were killed in a car accident in (insert city here). The funeral will be held (insert a date here depending on when you read this). Please be on time and prepared with a speech on how you felt on your parents.
Sincerely,
Mr.HuminI stared at the paper. Josh read it as well and was looking at me with sympathy and sorrow.
"(Y/n) I'm... I'm so sorry" he ran around the desk and hugged me. I couldn't hug back because of the trance I was put in.
'Dead?!....damn. Somebody beat us to it....dead....(y/n)?....dead....(Y/N)?!?.....' I heard myself slipping, but I was pulled back by Josh."(Y/n)? Please don't lose it on me. Luke would probably die!" He tried to cheer me up.
"I...." I stared back at the paper. I looked at Josh who was staring at me with sad eyes. "I'm gonna go for walk..." I trailed off. I turned around and walked to the door.
"(Y/n) wait I can get Luke. He can come and comfort you"
"No... I just want to walk and listen to music, and just...think" I opened the door and it shut behind me.
I walked down the street the apartment was on. I couldnt think at all. My earbuds blasted my most depressing playlist. (If you have one) I didn't cry. They out me in the nuthouse when all I wanted was for them to love me. I've never been loved by them. I was FEARED by them.
I stared at the moon. Blood poured from its clenched teeth.
After about a block I felt a strange feeling. I like I was being followed.
I turned around to see nothing but street lights. I turned back and walked a little more. The sense grew and gnawed at my insides.
I turned again to see nothing. I looked around everywhere, nothing.
I turned back a in walked faster. The sensation was at its peak. I stopped dead in my tracks. I didn't turn but I felt a body touch mine.My first thought was that memory....
My eyes widened when my mouth got covered. I quickly realized the person was attempting to knock me out. I quickly moved arms only to see they were being held back.
'How the hell....' I stated to panic. I had a high tolerance for toxins so it would take longer to knock me out.
I quickly started to feel tired.
'Does this person know or something?!? This stuff if powerful' I suddenly thought to attack. I kicked the person between the legs.
'Boy or girl it'll stop em' I thought as I dropped to the ground. I spun around quickly to see who it was. Unfortunately, my vision was blurred. I fell to the ground. I tried to crawl away but I felt my ankle be grabbed. The last words I heard was."That hurt (Y/n). Don't worry, you'll pay"
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