Shirbert lemons -COMPLETED

Chapter 40

Anne awoke to the heavy pattern of rain on her window sill. She sighed.

Monday mornings. The worst.

She sighed and buried herself among the soft quilt covers, getting up was the biggest task of the day- one Anne didn't feel like conquering.

Finally she rolled out of bed- unwillingly. She waddled toward the bathroom, tiredness evaporated off her bony figure as she slumped her towels over her shoulder.

In the shower she still felt in a daze. The water felt hard against her pale skin, she sighed rubbing her eyes for the thousandth of time that day.

She hummed quietly as she creeped around the empty house. Sometimes she likes to pretend Marilla and Matthew are still around and try's to be quiet when doing her morning routine as she doesn't want to awake them. It's sad, but it's the only thing that makes her feel less lonely in this ghost house of her haunted memories.

She eat breakfast- alone. Like she does every day.
She glanced at the grandfather clock that stood proud in the living room- exactly 7:30am.

Three...
Two...
One...
BEEP

Right on schedule. Gilbert's daily morning text. Always at 7:30am, no matter what. Just another reminder of how achingly quiet the house was that she isn't occupied like she used to be in the mornings back then...

She got dressed and walked out the door towards the place where her friends meet daily to carpool to school.

She let the heavy rain drench her auburn tresses without care.
She sighed and tried to shrug the lonely cloud that shadowed her morning.

As soon as she saw Gilbert waiting she forced the brightest smile on her face.

He embraced her and she attempted to hug the loneliness away- without succession.

She clambered into his car as they drove to school. Her friends chattered loudly as she gazed out of the window in a gloomy daze.

Every now and then Gilbert would brush her hand and smile at her. She would smile back and pretend everything was fine. But was it?

She had been feeling empty for a while now but she didn't know why...

"Anne" a familar husky voice snapped her out of her daze. They were at school.
She smiled in fakery as she hopped out of the car.
She linked arms with Gil as her and her friends waltzed into the tall building that haunted most of them.

Anne felt like she wasn't there. It was a feeling of being there but also not?
Like no one noticed the sadness radiating off her like a funeral service.
They were her friends, how couldn't they notice?

They walked and laughed as Anne perished in a space of isolation and uncomfortableness.

Whats wrong with me?

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I felt like doing a sad chapter because that's how I been feeling recently🤪

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