Chapter 27

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No...
S-she can't be dead....Leah, mom..she can't be dead. T-this has to be, this has to be a joke...Ugh, no one jokes about death.
So...My mom is dead. The woman who gave birth to me is dead. The woman I didn't even get to meet yet is dead?....No..this has to be..uhm..this has to be a joke.

"D-dad.." I stop. "Y-your serious, dad? Dad, I-I take it back, I don't want to know that much, dad, I'm sorry I asked, I'm an idiot..oh gosh, I'm an idiot." And there I went talking to dad, then talking to myself.

I actually feel...sick.

"It happend after the accident........She had cancer....."

Ugh, that's so clechè....

I shut my eyes gripping my arm tightly, sighed and then forced myself to look at dad. He didn't want to tell me. He didn't want to remind himself. He looked hurt.
"D-don't tell Micah...please."

"M-mic dosn't even know?" I ask lowly, and shake my head. "I won't tell him..but, dad..I..I didn't even get to meet her yet..I don't get to see her.."

Dad sighed and looked at me in the eye for a split second. "I don't want to talk about this right now kid," and with that he slowly went back to his room, leaving me.

I loosened my grip on my arm and went back to my room, to put on my shoes, then left the house,  and walk.
Not to Dallas' house, not to Joy's, not even to the track..just a walk around the neighborhood, saying hi to every person I saw. They didn't say hi back, which I was fully expecting.

I kept my hands in my pocket, and walked slowly. It was slightly warm and I probably have never seen this many people wondering the streets before. Such a great day, and I'm in the worst mood.
My phone vibrated in my pocket about a million times, but I ignored it. It was either Joy or Dallas, but I don't feel like talking to people right now.

I can't believe Mom died...
Im....erked...and emotional.
As well as sad.

Not the type of sad when I broke up with Joy...This...was a little bit worse...

And Mic dosn't know...that is somthing, not good..
She died a month after my accident. Why didn't dad tell Micah?
Why does he have to be so difficult?
Mom was all he had left...and me, but Micah's....an orphan, well he was always an orphan. I guess dad really didn't have a choice...He's doing Mom a favor....
I wonder why she left in the first place. I wonder why she couldn't have just stayed, and spent her last days with her only two children.....maybe, the accident would have never happend, maybe I could've still been with Joy, maybe Micah would've never started smoking, Maybe everything wouldn't be so confusing.

I want to remember...

I need to remember..




Walking cleared my mind..sort of, and that's what I did the entire Saturday. Which was sucky because I could've been doing somthing way more entertaining, now tomorrow is sunday, and afterwards it's torture.
Maybe somthing even worse will happen tomorrow.
Because.....that's just what happens to me sometimes. (all the time)

I walked towards the house, trying not to think about Mom too much. It was around 7:30, and a couple seconds after I stepped in the house, Mic, who was probably behind me the whole time, but didn't say anything because he's like that, came in after me.

I turned around and and looked at him. He suprisingly didn't look mad, like he always does. "Is..there somthing wrong?" He asked not looking at me.
Yes...there's always somthing wrong.
I shrug, "You look different..." That was not what I planned to say.
Nothing. Was what I was supposed to say. "Different..? What do you mean?" Mic asked, a slight laugh that almost sent me to the ground.
"D-did you just laugh?" Is what I didn't say.
"Your not mad, did somthing happen?"

"Actually..." then he smirks, the second time I've seen the kid smile. "Yeah, somthing did happen,"
Now I'm depressed, because, today, everyone's happy except me, even Micah, Is smiling. And right after he starts smiling again, somthing dumb is going to happen, and he'll find out about mom, and won't smile ever again in his teenage life.

*sigh*

I'm...emotionally exagerative.....if that's a thing...or I just have a problem.

"That's...g---"

"I met this girl."

So not what I expected.
Micah meets girls?
Micah meets people???
Something new....everyday.

"You met a girl?" I ask trying not to sound to surprised.
"Weren't you with that other girl—"

"Rebecca? We're friends now,"
Wow...I guess that's..that.
Maybe I'll just let Dallas date Joy, I was thinking about it, and just realized I don't (do) care that much..
Random ik.

"And yes, I met a girl, I'm not gonna say where, but she's really nice and I...I think I might like her,"

Attention every freaking one! Micah..has..feelings!

"Really?"

"Why do you sound so surprised?" Mic asked raising an eyebrow,something I totally cannot do.
"Your a really a dull person." I shrug.

"If I'm dull then what are you?" Mic mumbles.

"What'd you say?"

"Nothing, I'm telling you this, because you told me about Joy when y'all first met,"

"I did?" I say trying to picture me pouring out all my pitiful feelings to Mic, and actually thought he cared.
....yeah that's..pretty imaginable.

"You guys broke up?...again." Mic snickers to himself , which was so rude.
"Yes we did, and it's not funny.." I say not (am) getting in my feelings
"Yeah, whatever."

"What's her name?" I ask quickly changing the subject. "Maryland. She has a twin sister, her name is Diamond."

These names...

"She's going to our school, and she lives across the street...I walked her home,"

Okay, jeez, making me feel bad.
"You walked her home? What a gentleman," I smirk going to my room.
Definitely saw him blush.

I mean, when did he start showing so much emotions, gosh....it's making me sad.
Mic scoffed going to his room, "Yeah, shut up,"

"Woah, don't get too aggressive on me, I'm sensitive." I joke/not joking.

"Lol, whatever."
Yes the boi just said lol, instead of just laughing. Even if I couldn't see his face, I knew he was not smiling like he was trying to laugh. Maybe he just said that because he's not used to laughing, or my joke/not joke wasn't funny, and he just said lol to make me feel relevant.

Most likely the last one.













Sorry this one was hecka long.

Give some luv to Leo and Micah.❤️

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