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Natasha smith was always known as the 'quiet girl', she has a tight circle of childhood friends, and spends her days buried in books. Due to her anxiety she's always struggled making friends and putting herself out there but now's the perfect op...
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🖤Ezra🖤
(TW: really sad! pov change half way through)
My brain can't wrap around the fact that she's gone. Jenny smith, Natasha's mother, was one of the kindest women you would have ever met. She may have been a busy lady but she always made sure to make time for her kids, especially Nat.
Natasha hasn't been the same, she's stopped talking, her eyes that used to be filled with life are now dull, almost lifeless. I thought mine and the guys' reactions were bad and she's not even our mother. But when I saw and heard Natasha when she got that phone call I think a piece of my heart shattered.
*while Natasha got the call *
"Guys shut up my mom's calling" I told the barking lot before answering the phone.
"Hey mom, what's up?"
"Are you with the others?'' She sounds like she's been crying.
"Yeah why? What's wrong?"
"Put me on speaker baby, please." I do as I'm told.
"Ok done."
"Hi kids, I wish I could call on better circumstances. About an hour ago Jenny was driving home from work when a drunk driver hit her, she unfortunately didn't make it.." as soon as those words leave her mouth we all freeze.
She's gone? Oh my god Natasha.
"Hey mom, it's me theo i've got the phone. Was she in any pain?" Before mom can even answer I hear Natasha scream and I bolt to her room.
What I find breaks my heart into a million pieces.
Natsha is on the floor crying her heart out while screaming bloody murder. She got the call, oh god she got the call.
*back to now*
It's only been 24 hours and she's tried to isolate herself in her room but I haven't left her side. She can try all she wants but in not letting her be alone at a time like this. She just lost her mother, her best friend, the one who taught her most of what she knows.
When I found her yesterday she wouldn't stop crying for hours. It was her in my arms while we laid on the floor with everyone else around us. None of us moved all night, not until we knew for sure she was asleep. When she passed out the others went to the couches or in Abby's room while I picked her up and placed her on her bed but still in my arms.
When she woke up this morning she just looked into my eyes and whispered 'she's gone..' before burying herself into my chest and crying her heart out, again..
She doesn't deserve this, she's gone through so much at such a young age. First her father not bothering to be in her life, then her getting picked on at school, then her brother and now her moms gone. I know for a fact that her heart can't handle all this and it breaks me to see her like this.
