Requested by: kindakayo
Y/N
I needed a break. A break from all the stupid gossip, and rumours, and drama that was spreading around the school. It wasn't about me necessarily, but it revolved around me.You see, my sister was Hannah Baker. And when the news of her suicide surfaced in my school I was bombarded with questions.
"Did you know she was going to do this?" "Did you try to stop her?" "Was it you who found her first?" "Why didn't you try to help her?" "Why didn't you get her any help?" "Why didn't you tell your parents about how she was feeling?"
Like do you honestly think that if I had known my sister was going to kill herself that I wouldn't have tried to stop her? Or get her any help?
Of course I would have! But I didn't know how she was feeling! Just like everyone else!
My boyfriend, Alex, had comforted me through the entire thing. But still, I needed to get away.
So it was three months after Hannah's death that I went and lived with my aunt for a while. Of course my parents knew, I had asked them if I could go because I couldn't handle the chaos at school. The only person I didn't tell was Alex.
I wanted to tell him, don't get me wrong, but if I had he would've tried to talk me out of it. Moving to my aunts house was what I really needed and I didn't need Alex making me feel wrong for wanting to do so.
A year has now gone by and I finished the rest of the school year at the school where my aunt lives. I've made so many amazing and supportive friends. They know what I've been through, but none of them have thrown a billion and one random questions at me like the students at Liberty High.
Sadly, the feeling of freedom and a new life that I have felt had come to an end when my parents called, stating that I have to come back home.
"But mom! I love it here!" I cried.
"I know honey, but it's not your aunt Carlene's job to be taking care of you." She said calmly.
"Mom, you can't do this to me! I'm finally happy for once in my fucking life!"
"Don't you use that kind of language with me Y/N." my mom scolded, "you are coming home tomorrow and that's final. Do I make myself clear?"
I stayed quiet.
"Do I make myself clear?" She asked again, with a slightly sterner tone.
"Crystal." I said, hanging up the phone.
Great! Just fucking fantastic! I finally got away from all of that crap those stupid people put me through, and now look! I'm back where I started! Except now they're gonna be asking where I've been for the past year.
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"Good bye aunt Carlene," I said, giving her a hug before I left, "thank you so much for everything you've done for me."
She smiled softly at me, "no problem my dear. I'll always be here if you ever want to come back."
Tears welled in my eyes as I pulled her in for one last hug. I walked down the front steps and to my mom who was waiting in the driveway for me.
I put my stuff in the trunk and got in the car and we headed back home.
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"Honey! Wake up! Time for school!" My mother yelled from outside my bedroom door.
I groaned, setting my feet on the cold floor. I got dressed and did my hair and makeup so I looked presentable.
I grabbed a bagel, along with my backpack and headed off to school.
Once I got there all the memories from last year flooded back. It sent shivers down my spine but I quickly shook it off.
I walked into the school and everyone's attention turned to me, then all the whispering started up.
I ignored it and proceeded to make my way to the main office. They gave me my locker number and combination along with my class schedule.
I found my locker and shoved all my stuff into it, closing it shut.
"Y/N?" A voice that sounded too familiar.
I turned around coming face-to-face with Alex.
"You're back," he whispered, "where did you go?" He asked, stepping closer to me.
"My parents didn't tell you?"
"No, they said it wasn't my business," he told me sadly.
"I went to live with my aunt Carlene for a little while," I explained.
His eyes were piercing through mine making me shift uncomfortably, "a little while? It's been an entire year for fucks sake Y/N! And you never called or let me know before you left!" He huffed.
I brought him outside with me so we could talk in a more private area. We sat on a bench and I avoided eye contact with him.
"You would've talked me out of going," I said.
"Damn right I would've!"
"I needed to get away from here, Alex. Not from you, but from everyone else. It was the only way that I would be okay after what happened."
Alex sighed in defeat knowing I was right, "come here," he said holding his arms out for me to hug him. I wrapped my arms around him and he held onto my tightly. I buried my face into his shoulder and a few tears started to escape my eyes, "it's okay Y/N, I understand. I just wish you would've told me."
I lifted my head to look at him, "I wanted to Alex. I just- I just didn't know how you would react."
He rubbed my back to calm me down, "I understand baby. God I love you."
"I love you too, Alex. I missed you a lot.
"I missed you too," he mumbled softly as he kissed my forehead.
"Want to go to Monets after school?" I asked.
"I'd love to."
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