after all.. | raura

t h i r t y - s e v e n

ross

"just stop here" i say, i little too anxiously. "well someone's excited" riker mumbles. i ignore him and open the van door, and jump out.

i open the trunk, grab my suit case and practically run into the building. "key for 62 please" i say, biting my lip as i stop by the reception.

he hands it to me and i quickly walk to the lift. my breath quickens. i wanna fucking see her.

the lift door opens and i almost punched '6' with my finger. the door slowly closes, but it opened a again, and a girl that was basically made of plastic walks it.

i sigh loudly, my nostrils flaring. i groan inside my head, looking up.

i could feel her eyes on me. i look at her, bleached blonde hair. lips bigger than her own face. cheek bones as high as the empire state building. an ass and boobs that were made of plastic. eyes so big, it creeped me out.

i secretly cringed, looking away, and staring at the door.

she opened her mouth to talk, but thankfully, the door opened on the third floor. she sighed and sashayed out of the lift.

i rolled my eyes when the door closed.

it went a few more floors up, and it opened again. i walked out of the lift fast, when it opened on the sixth floor.

i fiddled with the key and stuck it in the key hole (an: that sounds so fucking wrong. lol i'm sorry)

i dropped my backpack on the floor and left my suitcase aside as soon as i got in. i walked to our bedroom. laura was looking at her self in the mirror, humming and tying her hair up.

she saw me walk in, her jaw dropped and she slightly gasped. the hair tie fell from her hand, and before i know it, her legs were wrapped around my torso, her hand slug around my neck, and my arms around her waist.

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laura

"how was mexico" i ask, playing with the buttons on ross's shirt as we lay together on our soft ass bed. he shrugged. "it was fine"

"fine? that's it? mexico is great though" i look up at him. "it would have been better if you were there" he mumbles into my hair, then kisses it. "how's our little baby" he asks

"good. i actually have an appointment in two hours" i yawned. "yes! ill get to go with you again!" he excitedly giggled. i smiled at the sound. "babe, are you okay? i feel like your spirit is drained" he looks at me, worriedly.

"i-"

i felt a lump grow in my throat. how does he do that? how can he see right through me? for all i know, i was acting completely normal. he has some sort of super power, i swear.

i buried my face in his chest, my hand clutching his shirt hard. i pursed my lips, my eyes started to water.  i let out a light sob.

he gave me all the time i needed to speak up, he stroked my hair to calm me down.

after i finally felt like i could talk, i slowly looked up from his chest. "v-velvet died--" i let out a loud sob "a few days ago" i sobbed uncontrollably. "oh my god" he put his hand behind my neck gently, and sat up, pulling me even closer to me.

"a-and ross i feel like i'm drifting away from my family. i never talk to them anymore. i don't want that to happen" i finally looked at him, my eyebrows shaking, just like my lips.

"hey, hey baby it's fine" he kissed my head, and put both his arms around me.

"it's okay princess." he kept his lips on my head. "it's okay" his voice sounds so soothing.

he removed his lips from my head and looked at me. "why don't you give a call to your mom? you guys can maybe arrange a specific day for family dinner, lunch or even a family outing. trust me, it'll bring you guys really close again" i fucking love him.

"ross. i love you. i love you i love you i love you!" i practically jumped on him. "you always make me feel better, and you always have a solution. i couldn't ask for anybody better" i pecked his lips a million times.

tears still stained my cheeks, but my mood suddenly changed.

i don't think ill get over velvets death soon though. she's been in our family ever since i was eight years old. i grew up with her.

losing a pet is horrible.

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i fucking suck at writing rip