Chapter 4, Let You Down

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(y/n) - your name
(l/n) - last name
(n/n) - nickname

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:=:Your POV:=:

I looked at the room I now had, it was small but perfect.

"Do you wanna go to the park later?" Lyla asked

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"Do you wanna go to the park later?" Lyla asked.
"Sure..." I smiled.

Lyla walked out and I just stared at my room, I shook my head and changed into something a hit more comfy. I opened one of my drawers and I saw my old dance outfit. I smiled a bit... Those were the days... I started to remember my first dance competition that we won.

I grabbed my dance outfits and changed into it, it still fit me surprisingly. I hadn't wore it in years.

"You almost ready?" Lyla walked in, "Wow, I haven't seen that outfit in forever

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"You almost ready?" Lyla walked in, "Wow, I haven't seen that outfit in forever."
"Just remember the good days," I said.
"Why don't you join again? I heard that Liza is looking for dancers," Lyla said.

I looked at the outfit in my mirror, I'll admit... I do miss dancing, it used to be everything to me.
"Is the studio open?" I asked.
"I think so," Lyla smiled.

I grabbed my old dance bag, packing extra clothes and my phone. I opened Google and typed in, 'Phoenix Dance Studio.'

"Is it open?" Lyla asked.
"Yup," I sighed.
"Awesome! Let's go, Laurence is meeting us at the park with Aphmau and Katelyn," Lyla smiled.

I gave her a confused look, not knowing who she was talking about.

"Have you never met Aphmau and Katelyn?" Lyla asked.

We walked downstairs and out the door, "The only friend of Garroth's I ever met was Laurence, so that's a hard no," I said.

We walked down the sidewalk and talked about Aphmau and Katelyn, what they're like and all that. Getting myself prepared to meet these people that I knew nothing about... I hope Garroth didn't say anything bad about me.

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We walked into the park and I immediately saw Laurence with two girls, one with black hair and another with blue hair.

"Oh, hey guys," Laurence smiled at us.
"Hey," I smiled back.
"Aphmau, Katelyn, this is (Y/n)," Laurence introduced.
"I swear I've seen you before..." Aphmau tried to think.
"I am- or was.. Garroth's little sister," I said.
"Was?" Katelyn raised an eyebrow.

I sighed and explain the situation, it made me wanna cry. To know that the only family I've ever known doesn't want me anymore.

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:=:Laurence's POV:=:

We walked through the park, for the first time in a long time I saw (Y/n) smile. But when I looked ahead, and saw what I saw, I knew that smile was going to fade away...

"No..." Lyla glared.
(Y/n) looked at her confused, but looked forward and saw Garroth, Zane and Vlyad.

"Oh no..." Aphmau muttered.
As we walked past them, I heard them whispering, I shot them a death glare and they just turned away.

"You guys walk ahead... I'm right behind you," I said.

When they were out of earshot, I marched over to Garroth, I grabbed his shoulder, spun him around and punched him the face.

"What the hell dude!" Garroth yelled.
"You shut the hell up! You don't get to be pissed, you should've seen this coming," I glared.
"She had it coming Laurence, she got what she deserved," Zane glared.
"And what does she deserve?" I asked, absolutely fuming.
"She deserves to be alone, she's nothing," Zane said.

I had enough of Zane, I punched him right in the nose.

"She deserves so much better then you people... I hope you're happy... You're family officially broke her," I glared down at Zane.
"You don't know what it's like to live with her... She made our lives hell on Earth, I guess mom and dad finally had enough," Vlyad spoke up.
"How? How has she made your life hell on Earth? The fact that she cries every night because she doesn't feel love? Or the fact that the only way she feels loved is if she has a razor blade in her hand? Or when she steps on the scale and realizes she lost more weight, even though she's a stick?" I asked, "She didn't do anything to your family, your family did something to her..."

I walked away and met back up with the girls, I hope they realized what they have lost... and I hope it breaks them... just like they broke her...

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Word Count; 736

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