#1: Lonely (Part 2)

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Lisa's POV

"Dear Lisa, or whoever's reading this,

I'm sorry for being a disappointment. I have a question to ask you. Why did you all leave me? What have I ever done to you? All I ever wanted, since the whole band breakup thing, was love. I wanted someone to hold me in their arms, to comfort me, to cry with me. I needed someone to talk to, someone to help me. I don't know if any of you noticed, but I was completely falling apart. I've broken down right in front of your eyes, but none of you cared. What the heck, you guys even decided to leave me. I know, I could've gone to NorCal with you guys, but I just couldn't. I was in the darkness, and I couldn't see the light. I just needed someone to give me their hand to pull me out of my misery, but none of you did. You all left me, so now, I'm leaving you. Forever. I still love you guys, but I just can't take it anymore. 

Goodbye.

Lauren"

I angrily threw the note to the ground and fell on my knees, sobbing. Why did she have to go? Why the hell did I even leave her? I knew that she needed somebody more than anything else in the world, yet I decided to be selfish and leave just so that I could feel better. I hate myself so much. None of this should've happened. She was only 17. She was so young! She had a whole life to live! But now, she's gone.

"Lisa? It's time to go." I heard someone to say. I slowly looked up to see Christina. She was crying hysterically, sniffing frequently. I nodded and stood up. My oldest sister left the room and O just stayed behind for a little bit. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and I started to feel pain in my chest. In my heart, to be more precise. I stared at my long black dress and it somehow reminded me of Jingle Ball 2013, back when we were all happy. Ah, the memories...

Today's Lauren's funeral. Everyone came back home when Aunt Rose texted us saying that Lauren was in the hospital. By the time we all came back, it was too late. She was already... dead.

I miss her so much. She was my mini-me. We had so many things in common. She meant a lot to me. With her gone, there's something missing in my heart. I remember the first time I held her in my arms, the first time she asked me if she could sleep with me when she had a nightmare, the first time I took care of her when she was sick. I remember the first time I laid my eyes on her. I remember the first time I've seen her smile, and also the last. I remember the way she would hide behind me when we were forced to talk to some strangers, when we were younger. Now, I'll never get the chance to hug her again. I need her so much.

I miss you, Lauren...

Author's note: Hello! This ending isn't perfect, at all, but I feel like it's good enough hahaa, although I do feel like it's a little all over the place. Sorry for not updating for quite a while, I've been EXTREMELY busy haha. Anyways, hope you all liked this short story! I already have an idea for the next one!

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