EMOTIONALLY ENTANGLED

Chapter 69.

CHAPTER 69: a teenage dream

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Us girls had all arrived at Kelly's house with our bags. She showed us into the main room where we were going to sleep. We didn't need to bring any blankets because Kelly said she already had some that we could just use, but I noticed Coco had brought a smaller blanket, the same kind a baby would've used.

"Uh, Coco, what's that?" Nicole asked, picking the blanket up and tracing her fingers over three different initials. I walked over to them and saw the intricate sewing done to the blanket and how it was still in good care, slightly fluffy and soft to the touch. When I looked at Coco, a small blush fell on her cheeks and she looked away quickly before reaching out and taking it, her own fingers tracing over the sewing.

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"It's my blanket from when I was a baby. My parents' initials are sewn onto it as well as mine. I never sleep without it," she spoke, her voice quiet before she looked at us and smiled sadly, "it was a present from my uncle Damien and aunt Jessica. It was the only present I didn't immediately cry to when mentioned or scooped up."

The blanket she had must've been the only thing she had to remember of her aunt and uncle. They weren't around for long after she was born. She wasn't the only person to have things that we keep around even when we're apparently too old to have them.

"That's so precious," I said as she hugged it close to her. I can tell it means a lot to her to hold onto the things that we've had for years. It seemed she also wasn't the only one who held onto something so meaningful. As if we were all thinking the same thing, we all pulled out an item from our bags.

Nicole's was a black and white toy cat given to her as a toddler. A family on the next street owned a black and white cat that passed by Nicole's house every evening. Her mother would give her some tinned cat food or cat treats and she'd go out and feed it. When the cat died, the family found out Nicole's family were feeding him and decided to give her a toy version of their cat so she won't ever forget him.

Cassidy held up a small pink giraffe with an excited smile. It was slightly worn out and the ribbon around its neck was torn slightly, but she still treasured it. Hang on, I thought she told me her mother got rid of it, I thought.

"Cass, I thought your mother threw it away." she shook her head in response and placed it on the floor in front of her. She fiddled with the ribbon before rolling her eyes and sighing.

"She was going to, but father knew how much I loved it and also because he gave it to me on my first birthday. He ended up distracting her whilst I went to get it from their room and I even persuaded the butler to tell mother he threw it away for her." she paused for a second with a slight smirk on her face, "and she thought I was stupid. It's been three years and she still doesn't know I have it."

I released a small laugh, the others joining after me. I must admit, I'm surprised her mother even had Cassidy if she would grow to dislike her this much. She truly was on another level of strictness when it comes to her children.

"What about you, Brielle? Where's Buttons?" Kelly asked, settling on the couch behind Nicole and I turned to reach into my bag and pulled out Buttons, a grey spotty seal that my mom had bought for me as a child. There wasn't much I remember about getting it, but I remember showing it off to both my parents when we got home.