Chapter XXVI

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Chapter 26

A m a n d a 

It feels like forever when its only hours that I heard a knock on the door. I didn't answer, I knew who it was- Brenda. But my body nor my mind paid attention or wanted to get up.

She didn't try to open the door, and for that, I'm thankful. At least she didn't have to witness the red eyes and pain evident on my face, but even she knows what's going on without having to see me.

Today's the day. Another without him. Another where everyone is against me the most. Where I'm supposed to be locked in four plain white walls with nothing but guilt haunting me-another year.

How could I forget? And to think I was going to kiss.....

I shake my head.

My eyes trail my room until they stay glued on the blue album placed on the bookshelf across from me, taunting me to get close. Daring me to open it to find what other things lie hidden between memories. 

I tear my eyes away and look at the tray of food placed on the nightstand, brought most likely by Mrs. White while I was sleeping, yet hunger doesn't cross my mind as I stare at the now cold breakfast. 

"Linda?"

I stare back at the door as I watch the knob turn. Mrs. White appearing on the other side carrying a new tray of food- Lunch.

She steps inside face falling as she looks at the untouched food on the nightstand.

"You didn't eat," she says, her voice soft and upset.

"I'm not hungry," I say watching her exchange the tray.

The bed dips as she sits, resting the tray from this morning onto her lap. "You need to eat Linda."

I let out a sigh as I reach for the soup.

"I know there are no words to comfort you. You went through what no child should of go gone through. But you shouldn't let this day knock you out. Jacob wouldn't have wanted that."

I tense at his name, but she's right he wouldn't.

"It's just... I feel like I lost everyone, friends, family, my parents. They all walked away because of what happened."

She shakes her head and reaches for my hand giving my cold fingers a gentle squeeze. "You didn't lose no one. Look at us- at Brenda, your other friends. Even if they don't know you fully there're still there with you, fighting for you."

I look down not being able to hold her stare anymore. "As for your parents that... that's something different."

She doesn't say anything after that. Instead she gets up, moving a strand of hair from my face and gives me a sad smile, and takes the tray from this morning with her as she leaves and shuts the door.

*******

I walk through the tombs. My hands shaking as I feel myself getting closer to his.

"Remember when we meet?"

I glance at him and let out a laugh "how could I forget, you made sure I would never forget." He pinches my arm causing me to glare playfully at him.

"Was it worth it though?"

Just a few feet away.

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