You Can't Just Up and Leave Me Like This! [Part 3]

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Based off of an:
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Prompt?: Yes {You can't just write me a letter like this then leave me.}
Request?: No
Requested prompt?: No
Edited: Yes

I listened to the song above while writing it, it in no way shape or form was written off of the song, it just goes along with this short story really well.

Word count: 2459

Story:

Your Pov:
When I got home last night, my brother picked me up from the airport and drove me home. As soon as we got there, my brother had pulled me into a hug and just let me cry. We sat in the car for a few minutes before getting out and quietly going into the house because my parents were asleep.

My brother had helped me carry my bags in and asked if I needed anything else. I had told him no and just walked to my room. I changed and got ready for bed, but couldn't sleep a wink.

So here I am at twelve o'clock on the next day, laying in my bed, just crying and wondering if I made the right decision. I sniffle and blow my nose, then sink down into my (more like his) sweater, one I've kept for years.

I have the TV on and I'm watching The Princess Bride when my phone goes off. I groan and pick it up to see who's texting, only to see that it's Sammy.

Samantha😝: Hey, how are you doing?

Y/n: as well as I can......

Samantha😝: I'm sure with time you'll heal. It'll all be ok.

Y/n: I don't know Sammy, I can't do it anymore, I just.....

Samantha😝: You just what?

Y/n: I just want to be happy, I haven't been in a while.

Samantha😝: I know, hang in there. All will be ok in the end.

Y/n: Thank you for everything. Love you 💙.

Samantha😝: Love you too lil sis ❤️.

Y/n: oh great, now I have two overprotective brothers..... 😜

Samantha😝: oh hush..... you love it!

Y/n: Yeah I do.....

Samantha😝: I'm here anytime. Anyway I have to go, I'll talk to you later yeah?

Y/n: yeah sure.

I close out my phone and let out a small giggle.

Man, I miss him already.... I miss them all....

At that thought, I start to cry again and decide to cuddle the bear that I have. Again, given to me by Colby.

Will the pain ever go away?

I look around and see tissues all over my floor, so I decide to get up and clean them up a little bit. I throw some in the trash before there's a light knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in," I say and my brother sticks his head in the door.

"Hey, mom said I needed to tell you we are going to see a movie. Wanna come along?" He asks and I shake my head no.

"I think I'll stay here and get cleaned up a bit, then draw. I haven't drawn in so long...." I say and he nods.

He comes over to me and hugs me, then runs out my door like a crazy person and yells down the stairs as he goes down them to reach our parents.

"She said no!" He yells and almost immediately I hear a smack sound, then him saying "ow".

I giggle from the top of the stairs as he rubs his head and our mom looks triumphant.

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