Description: talking to Latrelle after Warnings: probably swearing
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Y/s/n = your sister name
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I sat at the table in the canteen, I was currently waiting for the rest of the group to come out of class. I watched as people walked past, I was probably making it up but it felt like people were staring at me and whispering. I watched as two girls walked past me whispering, too low for me for me to hear. It was like everyone knew a secret and I wasn't allowed to hear it. I let out a sigh as I turned to face away from everyone, rolling my eyes. Finally the group appeared sitting down at the table. "You okay?" Monse asked concern written in her face. "Yeah, I just feel like everyone's looking and whispering about me" I replied looking between the group. As soon as I spoke Jamal started to get uncomfortable and looking everywhere but at me. "It's probably nothing" Monse's dismissed, I turned my gaze to Jamal. "Okay what's going on?" I knew I wouldn't get Monse to crack but Jamal I could. "What? Why you looking at me? I don't know anything to do about anything" Jamal went on his voice getting more high pitched as he spoke. "Jamal I've known you for over seven years, I know when your lying" Jamal looked between the group. "Come on y/n Jamal always acts like this " Ruby laughed trying to cover for him. "Shush" I held my hand up stopping the boy from talking. "Jamal" I said more sternly. "Fine! Monse found out that Latrelles back in town and we thought it would be better not to tell you but you too damn suspicious!" Jamal said rather loudly. I couldn't believe that they wouldn't tell me this, didn't they think that I would find out eventually. I didn't say anything to much in my own thoughts. "Y/n?" Monse said breaking me out of my thoughts. "Why wouldn't you tell me this?" I looked between the three of them, Ruby and Monse shared a glance while Jamal just stared down at his plate. "Because we just thought that's what's best" Ruby sighed looking me dead in the eye. "And you guys just think that you can decide what's best for me" I pointed to myself as I spoke. "I can't believe you'd keep this from me. Also didn't you think I'd find out eventually?" I went on questioning. "We're sorry y/n" Ruby sighed, I shook my head standing up, I didn't say anything I just got up and walked away from the group.
For the rest of the day I tried my best to ignore everyone around me, the day was finally over so I didn't need to ignore everyone. I quickly made my way home keeping my head down, I unlocked the front door throwing my bag to the side, kicking my shoes off. Both my parents were at work and the only other person in the house was my older sister. "Y/s/n!" I called out as I walked further into the house. "In the kitchen!" She called back, I made my way towards her. "Hey" she smiled as I walked through the kitchen door. My sister was stood at the kitchen table folding some clothes and piling them up. "Hey" I said not as enthusiastic as her. "Okay what wrong ?" She questioned as she placed a folded top on top of the pile. "Nothing" I started to trace the table avoiding her gaze. "Come on y/n spill" she crossed her arms staring down at me. "Y/s/n it's nothing" I looked up at her. "Fine I'll tell mom and dad about how you broke the vase and glued it back together" she shrugged. "Seriously?" "Seriously" she mocked me. "Fine! Apparently Latrelle's back in town" y/s/n picked another piece of clothing up processing what I had just told her, another minute passed and no reply. "You not going to say anything?" "Honestly, I liked Latrelle before everything. I know you truly loved him and I know that those feelings don't go away" she placed the clothing down. "You sound like your talking from experience" she just shrugged. "All I'm saying y/n is it's okay to still have a love for him, I mean he was your first love. You never forget that and you never forget how much it hurts" she smiled at me in reassurance. "I guess the thing that hurts the most is that there was no closure. I never got to talk to him after" I carried on tracing the table. "Then maybe that's what you should do." She started to carry on folding. "What do you mean?" I questioned in confusion. "You said he was back in town, maybe there's a way you could contact him, doesn't have to be face to face. You could write letter to him and hand it to someone that may know where he is or someone that knows someone that does. It would be a sense of closure" y/s/n picked the pile up from the table and walked out the kitchen. Maybe she right, not about the letter, who writes letters now? I sat thinking before an idea hit me, I pulled my phone out and messaging a friend me and Latrelle had in common Caleb. Caleb was a close friend of mine and Latrelle, he was also involved in the prophets, if anyone would be in contact with Latrelle it would be him. To: Caleb Hey, I was wondering if your were in contact with Latrelle?
