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- Jc

" Jc you have to get over him" Dominic signed, coming into my room with a tray of food.

I haven't been okay lately. It's been almost a month and I haven't finished crying my tears out and I feel cold. My body is weakening.

I need to see him, to feel his touch and to hear his soft voice.

"I feel like the prisoner I am. I feel horrible, I can't afford a funeral for him. Hell I can't even move without thinking he's right beside me. Dominic I'm not okay I'm not and I won't get better" I say holding my knees to my chest. He set the tray down sighing.

"You are going to have to get over him. Everyone dies and it was his time" he sits down beside me.

I felt anger boil in me. " it was not his time Dominic, he smoked his life away. Took his life's by smoking those damn cigarettes, I tried to help him. But no I couldn't because I can't do shit! I'm worthless Dom, if I couldn't save my sister what makes you think I'll be able to save him!" I yell to his face, making him jump back.

He doesn't care to say anything else, he just got up and walked out. "You should go for a walk, cool down a bit" he calmly says, understanding what I said.

I sigh "I CAN'T FUCKING WALK DAMNIT DOMINIC YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, you font understand" I say with tears coming to my eyes as I get on my feet.

My legs wobbly, I almost fall but succeed. I sigh, I miss his touch.

The way he'd moan and tease me. I miss him.

" bye dominic" I sigh opening the door as I heard him say bye to me and I walk out. I walk downstairs but get stopped by someone.

"Hey Justin have you seen Kian?" He asked, I felt tears rush as I shake my head.

"Why?" I ask turning around, only to be face to face with Connor Franta. "Stay the fuck away from me Franta" I growl.

"Aw Jc, baby" he pouts clearly faking it.

Connor Franta was the one who killed my sister.

Introduced her to the damn cigarettes.

"Stay the fuck away" I growl again getting out of his grip. Running off. Running fast and far.

I don't know where I'm going.

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Its been a couple of hours, no sign of anything pleasing. I want Kian next to me.

"Jc" I hear, a very familiar voice say behind me. I quickly turn " baby" I saw Kian smiling. I go wide eyed but then blink to see if it was real.

He wasn't there, I run over to where he was standing before I closed my eyes.

"Kian?!" I yell.

"BABY?!"

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Thank you blessedsins for giving me this idea, and others hopefully :) ❤

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