Not House Like

The summer of year 4 part 1

A/n: just a drawing of ✨edgy✨ Rumor

~Rumor~

"Yeah, my parents are in this hotel," I told the security guard who stopped me. "Okay," he said  as he let me through. I went up to the elevator, clicked the 15th floor, and waited for the doors to close. When they did, I leaned my head on the wall and started tearing up a bit. I had just left Kings Cross, and I missed him. I know Hercules seemed like a bad person,but he was nice at sometimes.

At first,he would pay for me and treat me like a queen. Then,he got mean,sexist, and misogynistic. But, there would be these few times he would make it feel worth it. With how much he put me through, I always wanted that little bit of love. That love I got so little, but I liked it.

The doors opened, November was waiting outside. She ran in to hug me.  "Why did you lie to us?!" I heard from inside our room. November opened the door to see Luka and our mother arguing. My mother picked up a glass from the hotel counter. She threw it at my oldest sisters head.  "Hay!!" November shouted as she ran inside. The glass missed my sister barely.My family Had not noticed us standing in the doorway. "Oh, now that everyone's here! Let me explain," my mother said looking at the broken glass on the floor. "I left England because I was pregnant, I was alone on the streets with Luka and your father so kindly took me in and married me. We had my baby,November. When your father slept with some blonde headed, slutty, bimbo, bitch he had that little disappointment in the doorway," at that last point she pointed to me. "Who's am I then?" Luka asked crossing her arms. My mother stayed silent. "Who's child am I?!?" Luka asked a bit louder. "Lupin's," I said. "She finally figured something out. Good job Rums gold-star," my "mom" said clapping her hands together slowly. ",Little old Remy boy finally got the courage to ask me out. My friends told me to go a little further so I did. They knew he couldn't say no to me. He was all safe and everything, but apparently I was the stupid one. I got pregnant. I ran away not wanting to be with his pretentious ass!" Before I could even move in I was about to move out. "Im out," I said walking down that hall. "Same," November and Luka followed me. "Where will you stay? Because if you walk into that elevator you won't come back. I won't take you back!" My mother yelled at me. "I don't want too!" Luka yelled back at my mom.

When we got to the elevator there was a little old woman inside. "What floor?" She asked. "Oh lobby please," November answered her in the calmest voice considering the loud situation we were just in.

November went to Charle's, Luka went to Cedric's, and I was going to Kiaria's a bit early. When I arrived at her front gate, I put on a fake smile and pulled the doorbell. Kiaria walked out. "I thought you were coming next month?" She asked. "Got let go from my parents a bit early," I responded. 

I walked in and Blaise hugged me. "Im so excited you got here early!" He said.  Now that I know he's here. Summer is going to be ten times better.
We were all sitting in Kiaria's room when a letter came through the window. "Rumor it's for you," Draco handed me the letter. "Its from Luka," I opened it up. It said
"Dear Rumor,
I'm so sorry. While November was staying at Charles someone broke in and robbed the house. Everyone in the house was killed in the crossfire. Including November. Mom and dad refuse to play for a funeral. I'm sorry you had to hear it from me.
Luka
I felt like crying. "Excuse me," I said running out of the room. Blaise walked over and picked up the letter, read through it, and ran after me. I was crying in my bed when I felt two arms wrap around me. "Its okay," he said. I pulled him into me and sobbed into his chest.

"Okay, now add the flour," I told Blaise. I looked up from my cook book.  He stared at me with an evil look. He then dipped his hand in the flour and lightly smacked the front of my face with it. I then picked up some flour and sprinkled it in his hair. "Thats it," he said and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder, and carrying to a widow. "Apologize, or I drop you over the side," he said holding my arm from inside the building. "Okay im sorry I'm sorry," I said. We were in the third floor I did not want to fall. "Okay," he brought me inside. "Come down here! We're going to the World Cup!" I heard Kiaria yell from downstairs. Me and Blaise rushed downstairs. "Get in the fireplace," Kiaria told me. When I reached the other side I let my fake smile drop. I just wanted to burst into tears from how painful my life was right now