𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚, 𝐛.𝐚

twelve

𝐒𝐨 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 🥺🥺

𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓

it had been five years since Brandon had passed away and it'd seem like it wasn't actually real like he was still here but he was gone...

The guys had split up, dealing with their grievances alone but for now I was living with Edwin who insisted on letting me live with him.

But it feels like just yesterday that we were all hanging out together-

𝐒𝐈𝐊𝐄!!! 𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀

Brandon wouldn't look at me the same since that night... knowing that it was my fault and he was only trying to help me I decided to stay. But I seemed like now that was the last thing he wanted.

"Hey Brandon." I said enthusiastically as he passed, the scar above his eyebrow was clean and now had a bandaid rested on it. He didn't look at me as he muttered a low "hey" and went inside his room, closing the door behind.

"Hey sista' from anotha'...planet?" Edwin greeted me as he noticed that I was frowning. I didn't mean to make it obvious but I was stating intently at Brandon's closed door and Edwin noticed it.

"What's wrong mamas?" He asked me as I didn't answer I just stood there chewing on my bottom lip in contemplation.

"Huh?"

"He'll be fineeee." He dragged the e trying to emphasize it and make it more believable but I wasn't really buying. "Don't worry about it. He just need time." He said in a promising tone although that was something he could promise.

"Ok!" I faked a smile and a cheery tone as he smiled back matching my energy.. my fake energy.

"There's a party tonight so you can invite your friend Kendall and just relax." Edwin said kindly getting Kennie's name but I didn't worry about that too much, thinking about Brandon still.

"Yayyyy!" I said as happy as I could looking at Edwin and then back at the door.

"Wear something cute." He suggested before winking and walking away.

I stood in my place for a couple second before slowly approaching Brandon's door letting my fist hover over the door. My fist imagined, dreamed even, to knock on the door but unfortunately sometimes dreams don't come true.

I walked away from the door and started getting ready for the party that Id hoped would turn things around.

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(this is her outfit)