(A/N: FYI, the stuff that happens in the prologue (oml it was sooo hard not to reveal who Adriana was talking to... ) happens wayyyyyyyyyy after this chapter. I'm aiming to have it the first part of the chapter... 20? or maybe closer to 50 if I have to make it so. LOV YA ALL!)
It's funny, how when someone you love dies, you shut down. Stop feeling. Stop listening. Stop caring.
When she died, I just sat in the corner, not listening to everyone who came by to say their meaningless 'I'm sorry for your loss's;
"Feeling sorry won't make her come back. Feeling sorry won't give me my little sister back!" I yelled at one lady, fed up with... everything. She gave me a look of disgust, and walked away, muttering something about grieving.
Grieving; it's not a one-time thing. You grieve when you lose someone important, and then you ask why it couldn't have been you. You wonder what you did wrong.
I used to dream of a world where my father cared about me; where my siblings could have lived a peaceful life; one where I could have had a childhood.
But as I got older, I quit dreaming about what could have been. I would never have a caring father. My siblings were gone and had lived a life of hell.
And when he died, I almost died. Two years; two people I loved dead. I was empty, hollow. Everything I did, I was reminded that I could have saved them. That it was my fault they were gone.
The years dragged on. They passed slowly, in a blur. Everything reminded me of the people, the children I couldn't save. After a while, my father moved us. Got too paranoid, I guess. So, the next thing I knew, we were in California and I was going to Castle Cove High School.
I had my own room, but it didn't feel right. Dylan wasn't jumping on my bed, Ben wasn't running around... I grimaced and tried to forget the memories.
After a week of unpacking, I had to go to school. Luckily, my first day was the same as everyone else, so I hoped I wouldn't stand out too much.
I put on a stylish outfit, but didn't dress up too much; I wasn't one of those bratty high-school girls that are always blonde, always hate everyone else, always wear sixteen pounds of makeup, and always want the guy you're in love with.
Nope, not me.
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After a morning of easy-ish classes, I walked into the cafeteria. I sat down at one of the empty tables, although they were all open, as I was here early.
"Girl, get out of my table," Ahh... I was wondering when the 'it' girl of the school would show up.
"Sorry, I was here first," I shrug.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Nope, and I really don't care,"
"I'm Ellen, and you're at MY table," She fake smiled at me.
The screams... the plea for help... the death... Dylan
"Just find another table, b*tch," A few students had entered and one stood behind me.
She snarled at me again and walked off, but I didn't care. I was too lost in the memories.
"Are you ok? I'm Leia, by the way," The girl who had made Ellen leave sat down. "Ellen wasn't always this bratty. She was our best friend in middle school," Leia continued, with a hint of sadness.
"Mind if my friends and I sit here?"
I just stayed silent.
"LOGAN, LENNY!" She shouted, and waved two kids, one girl and one boy, over to our table.
"Who are you?" the girl asked. I was too dead to the world to laugh at her bluntness.
"Adriana Wood," I said, as if in a trance. Which I probably was.
"Nice name, I'm Jacquline. Call me Lenny, please," I half smiled, but it was a fake smile. Like almost everything else in my life. Fake.
"Hey, Lenny,"
"Are you ok?" Lenny asked, hearing my tone.
"No..." I muttered before my eyes rolled back and I fainted.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, the rest will (hopefully🤞) be longer. I just didn't want you guys to wait, and I wanted to end on a cliffhanger.
EDIT: Guys I'm trying to update this and add more stuff and hopefully update.Word Count: 761
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