The sass is real

9- Emotionless

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Azelia's POV

I open my eyes, not really minding the sunlight. I feel a heavy arm draped around my waist and my legs are entangled with...an actual person! What the fuck now! I make a move to get up and the person grabs me tighter, making me want to cut their arms off with their own fucking teeth. I shrug the person off with some difficulty and inch away, my back touching the wall. I expectantly check to see the hell they are but the person seems to be waking up. They face me and rub their eyes sleepily, revealing their self to be....Jared?! He turns his head to the side and scratches his head, yawning like this is a fucking casual occurrence. Wait....did he do anything?! He reaches out to touch my shoulder, still with his eyes closed from his fucking slumber. I scream and flail my arms around, making his eyes dart open and his arm go over my mouth, silencing me. "Shh, goddamn you scream so loud Azelia,". I glare at him and try and say "If you don't move your gigantic hand off of my mouth, I will lick you" but it sounds muffled. He somehow gets it and mutters "I'm doing this for your benefit. If you scream, your hangover will get worse. Trust me". I take note how drowsy and clouded my mind is and slowly nod, his hand moving away. I look at him cautiously and ask him what exactly I did yesterday, which makes him start laughing. Oh my god, what the fuck did I do yesterday... I try and stretch my memory and remember what the hell I did but all I can remember is Jared punching this guy..and then drinking..

When Jared finally finishes his laughing fit, he drawls out, "So you want to know what happened yesterday?," his smile growing when I nod impatiently. "Well, there was this sicko that tried to touch you but I stopped him before anything bad happened. I lead you inside and left you for like, 5 minutes and when I came back you were....you were dirty dancing on a table," taking a moment to see my expression. Oh god...why, why did I get drunk?! I bury my head into my hands and he continues filling me in on my drunken adventures. "So then I lured you to the tree house by pretending that the jug of water was vodka and you acted like a complete child. It was so funny though...oh yeah, so then we just talked and we fell asleep". I look at his eyes and see he's telling the truth and get up, wobbling on my feet. I'm close to falling when Jared catches me before I do, smirking slightly. I quietly thank him and move away, climbing down the tree house. I yell out goodbye as I walk to my car, in desperate need of a shower and breakfast.

I get to my car and see he's staying at the house, like I expected he would. I stare at the house, seeing its covered in toilet paper and the lawn is filled with red solo cups and rubbish. It would be so fun to watch them clean it while having a hangover...

When I get home, I eat something light, not really feeling like having a meal. I take a shower and wrap a towel around myself, feeling more and more sleepy. I collapse in my bed and start dreaming before I can change into my pyjamas, not really worrying since I live alone.

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I hear a buzzing sound, seeing my inbox filled messages from random people. I check the time and see its 5:47 on Sunday....realising that I slept for almost a whole day. I lay there and read a message from my step monster, telling me to call her asap. What the fuck, who died now?! I call her and she picks up on the second ring.

" Hey Azelia, my meeting is about to start so I'll leave you a voice mail and then after it, you can just call and we'll talk about it properly all right? Okay well talk to you then." hanging up on me. Fine then. I go exploring around the house, seeing that it's still dark out but the sun will rise soon. I almost get up but remember I'm still in a towel, changing into boxers and a baggy t-shirt. I tie my hair in a messy bun, slipping on shoes and going to the terrace. I stop where I am before I go up there and grab my professional grade camera, wanting to capture the beauty. I walk up to the terrace and feel my jaw unhinge and drop, seeing the sky bombarded with pink and yellows....so beautiful. I smile like a child on Christmas and take as many photos as I can, making sure that no two are the same. I place my camera on the table and just sit there...admiring the sky and its simplicity. I watch as the sky fades from pink to yellow and to blue, not minding the slight burning in my eyes. After a considerable amount of time, i get up and go back inside feeling oddly satisfied from just watching the sky. I remember what evil step monster told me so I check my phone and see a voice mail.

" Hey Azelia, I'm sorry about just hanging up but this is an important meeting and I cannot mess this up. Anyway, onto the news. I received a call from your aunt June and she informed me of your grandmother's demise. It was of heart failure and thankfully, she did not suffer....as much as expected anyhow. I'm getting late for the meeting so I'll call you back when I can and yeah, I've put more money into your account so that you can survive unlike your grandmother. Love you."

What...what about gran...? She couldn't...she wouldn't....she cant leave me. She must be mistaken....

I slide down the fall and just sit there, trying to register it into my brain that gran died. The same woman that I regarded as a mother.....the same woman that I loved more than my dad and stepmother put together....

The same woman who promised me she'd live until she was 200...

I fell hot tears run down my face and I don't make any movement to stop them...after all, she cant make any movement at all. I think back and remember what our last conversation was about and feel sadder when I hear her last words play over and over in my head, like a broken record.

"I've gotta go check the oven but I'll call you later. Know that I love you Azelia" in a voice as smooth as velvet.

She never did call back....

I feel my body being drained of all emotions except sadness and I don't even put up a fight, knowing that I'm already dead inside.

(2 days later)

Jared's POV

I sit at my table in the cafeteria, laughing and making jokes with everybody else. Through out all this, I can't help the nagging feeling at the back of my mind that keeps looking around for Azelia..for whatever reason.

She hasn't been in school for the past 2 days and knowing her...sort of...she wouldn't want to miss school. Whatever...she'll probably fix whatever it is herself.  I scrap all thoughts of her completely and wink at Heather, knowing that tonight she'll be my girl.