The Triangle

❥Warning:
Includes strong language.

-Y/N's POV-
When the police left, my mother went to her bedroom and slammed the door, locking it. While my father went into the basement, also slamming and locking the door, which left me alone.

Instead of going in my room, I went into Nicole's room, the one across from mine. I slowly walked up the stairs as my heart shattered more with each step, my breathing getting slower as well.

I made it to her room shortly, aka, the room I was never allowed in. I sat down on her bed, looking at her pillows as my lip quivered, realizing she'd never sleep in here again, realizing she'd never pass by me in the mornings like usual.

My eyes trailed over to her short floor shelf near her window. I saw a white journal on the floor with a black rose in the middle of the cover. My curiosity sparked as I slowly bent down and picked it up.

I sat down on the edge of her bed and read the first word on the cover.

Diary.

My curiosity got the best of me as I decided to open it and take a peek. The first entry was from November 1st, 2003.

Dear Diary,
I know Christmas isn't for another month but I really want a sister for Christmas! It gets lonely playing dolls by myself and Mom always makes them fart or fall down the stairs. She thinks it's funny but I think it's doll abuse. So Santa in the future, please give me a little sister!!

Love, Nicole💕

My eyes widened at what I just read.

"She's always wanted a sister...but that makes no sense. She's never let me in, she's always hated me." I thought with a frown.

I flipped the page and saw the next entry, this one was on Christmas of 2003.

Dear Diary,
SANTA THANK YOU MY MOM IS FAT SO SHE'S HAVING A BABY!! It better be a girl, make it a girl or ELSE!! I can't wait to have a sister!! We will dress up and do makeovers and be best friends for life!!!!

Love, Nicole and baby sister💕

I frowned as tears filled my eyes fast. Then I flipped to the next one, this one is dated on my birthday.

Dear Diary,
MY BABY SISTER WAS BORN TODAY WHOOOOOO!!!!! She's kinda fat but that's okay I still love her. She cries a lot too but my hugs always make her stop :) I can't wait until she's older so we can have real fun instead of her pooping every 2 seconds. LOVE YOU BABY SIS!!!!!

Love, Nicole💕

My tears collapsed on the paper as my lip quivered, my vision getting blurrier as I flipped a few pages ahead. This time, it was the day I met Clay, George and Nick.

Dear Diary,
Today was awful :( I hate high school. My bully from 8th grade grabbed my letter to my crush (that I ripped up and threw in the trash can) and taped it back together then read it aloud to the whole class :( And to make matters worse, I yelled at my sister when she didn't deserve it. Now I feel even more bad. Hopefully it gets better :(

Love, Nicole💗

My eyes widened more.

"That's why she shut me out that day...God, people can be so mean." I thought with a frown.

Then I skipped to a few months after that.

Dear Diary,
I found my old dolls and remembered the times when I wanted someone to play dolls with. I was gonna ask my sister if she wanted to play but I guess Y/N made some friends at the park. They came over today for a fake wedding but I didn't wanna attend. I just wanted to hangout with her alone but, I guess her friends are more important than her sister :(

Love, Nicole💗

My eyes widened even more.

"That's why she didn't come that day? Has she been jealous of my friends this whole time??" My eyebrows squished together as I flipped through more and more entries, all of them being similar to the last one.

I stopped until I found a specific page.

Dear Diary,
Y/N started high school today. It's crazy, it feels like I was just in high school. I wanted to offer her some advice but I backed out. After all, she has her 3 best friends...what else does she need...? :( I wish we were as close as she is with them. I guess it's my own fault for shutting her out but, hopefully things will get better when we're older.

Love, Nicole🖤

I shut my eyes as I felt so much pressure on my chest.

Nicole's felt like this the whole time and never told me. She's always wanted a sister and she's always wanted us to be best friends, hoping we'd get closer with age but now...we never got the chance to.

That thought immediately made me burst out in a sob as I held the journal to my chest tightly. More guilt crept up to my chest as it became harder to breathe.

But, I needed to know about her ex-boyfriend so I forced myself to keep reading. I skipped pages until I found the right one.

Dear Diary,
Today was a bad day. Y/N went out with her friends again so I tried making some too at the park, hoping the same thing would happen to me like her. But instead, I met this older guy. Sure he was cute but mainly creepy. But I still agreed to be friends with him anyways cause I was desperate.

•••••

Y/N caught me breaking up with him over the phone. I told her to butt out of it so I could protect her from him. He's really scary when he gets mad...I just wanted friends like Y/N has. Instead, I got a psycho boyfriend... :(

I hope he goes away and I hope I can protect Y/N if anything happens. After all, I love the little squirt, even though I'd never say it to her face.

I wish I could time travel to the future to see us being best friends. I can't wait for the day when she needs me, then I'll truly be happy.

Until then,
Nicole.

Once I read her last journal entry in the book, I busted out in another loud sob while gripping the journal to my chest again.

I felt panicked, sad and angry all at the same time.

I let her down, ever since the beginning. I'm the reason why we were never close, and I'm the reason she's dead.

I shut my eyes tightly as my hands shook on the journal, I could barely breathe as my vision became blurrier, I felt like I was dying.

"Come back...please come back...I still need you..." I thought as I sobbed while leaning my head down.

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