〖Secret Crimson L i e s〗✦ Sequel To "I Need You" ✦

< 13 ~ Y/N's Remorse >

Y/N stormed through the hallways with pure anger, rage seething through her teeth.
A few students saw her, "isn't she the one with the poisoned grandma?" "Yeah, yeah! Some say her grandma was kind of a witch though," another one giggled.
Y/N was much too angry to be dealing with them, she broke into a run and sprinted out of the building.
Y/N entered her grandmother's cottage, her grandmother still laying on the ground, dead.
Y/N pulled a sack from the garden walk-in closet and took a deep breath. She slowly dragged the sack towards her grandmother and pushed her in.
She tied the sack up, the sack was extremely heavy.
Y/N wiped her poisoned tears that seemed to be a clear blue cold color.
A few of her grandmother's neighbors greeted her with smiles that reminded her of her own.
"Afternoon, Y/N! What's with the bag?" An old woman peered over.
Y/N tried to smile, "taking out the trash!" Her heart broke when she said that.
"With a potato sack?" The old woman raised a brow curiously.
"Erm..." Y/N bit her lip, "yes! The trash truck accidentally picked up our trash can so we have to use a potato sack now," she slithered a lie through her teeth.
"Ah, well, good luck," she smiles. "Say, how's your boyfriend doing?"
Y/N hisses, "leeching off of lives." She then returns the smile, "ah- we actually broke up," she tried to look sorrow.
"Oh no! I'm sorry, he never looked like the trustworthy one anyway, am I right?" She bellowed into a small chuckle. "Any who, I'm having cookies, would you and your grandmother like to come over?"
Cookies sounded nice.
"That would be appreciative," Y/N nods gently. "However, my grandmother is sleeping, so she can't attend."
"Oh, I see, well then I'll pack up some cookies for her," her wrinkles stretched in a wide smile that warmed Y/N.
Y/N left the sack outside for the trash to pick up, then helped herself to cookies and a friendly conversation.
When it became dark, Y/N left with a basket of cookies. She entered the cottage, it felt lonely and quiet without the fireplace running with her grandmother sitting on the rocking chair.
Y/N placed the cookies on the table, she had one more lie to tell.

The next morning, Y/N woke up, she opened the window and gave a mighty cry.

"My grandmother! My grandmother is gone!"

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the ending was actually inspired by "bluestar's prophecy" by erin hunter ♥️

sorry for late updates, school has been driving me crazy lately

i'm also into fairy tail now, so maybe i'll make a personal book of mine

also, tysm to @hedgi-chan for voting on my chapters of "I Need You"

ALSO ALSO, TYSM FOR 17K READS, AAAA ♥️♥️♥️
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