BESIDE YOU | LH

"See you in a few weeks! I promise I'll come visit the day of half term! Bye!" I yell to the boys as they get on the plane. I decided to go back to school, since I missed a lot of it last year, so I will finish this year, then collage all together. Sure, I would of loved to travel with the boys, but Hannah's anniversary is coming up in a few months and I can't stop thinking about it, which just makes me sad all day. Sheela said she can help me out when I get back, and i'm excited to see Mamba too.

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Currently, I was on a run with Mamba along the beach, clearing my clustered mind of anything I didn't need to worry about. Collage started up tomorrow and I was nervous to say the least, the fear of people judging me or pitying me because of my sister flooded my mind. Mambas bark snapped me from my thoughts as I looked at her playing with another dog, one that belongs to the woman down the beach. Allowing Mamba to play with the adorable Labrador, I pulled out my phone and saw I had a text from Luke.

Luke:
We can't see each other anymore.
I have loved having you as a friend.
Thank you for getting me where I am today in life. Xx

What? I thought, rereading the text over and over as tears spiked my eyes. With everything happening at this moment, I didn't notice the few cameras snapping pictures of my every move, damn paparazzi.

Annie:
The hell are you on about? Are you ok? What's happening?

Luke:
Its better if we didn't talk anymore, my life's getting too busy to always having to call or text you. Theirs no point text or calling the others as they think the same. Maybe we'll meet again one day, have a good life xx

Annie:
Is this some sick joke? Are you being serious? You're the one who said you wanted more, to be more, what's got you wanting to cut all ties? What did I do?

Luke:
Delete all our numbers and don't contact us, thank you.
Bye, Annie x

Now I couldn't care less if people were on the beach, even though it was just me and Mamba; so I thought. The paparazzi thought this moment was amazing, me breaking down on a beach. I called Sheela, sobbing, telling her what just happened.

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Three weeks. I have spent three weeks in silence. I would only speak to Sheela and teachers if I needed too, otherwise I was silent. I hated this, not speaking to them; they were my brothers, I loved all of them, and I had no idea what I did wrong.

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The next few days I had spent like the first. Yes, I did go to collage, but I hardly spoke to anyone, not even my friends. I also hadn't touched my phone since I read the texts, not wanting to face them again, to face anyone again. That was until Sheela passed my phone, telling me how it wouldn't stop ringing. I looked at the user and saw it was Zendaya, thankfully. I answered and she instantly asked me what was wrong. "How did you know something was wrong?"

"It's all over media: twitter, Instagram, Facebook, everyone wants to know why you were crying your eyes out on the beach." She informed, telling me as if it were known by everyone. "Oh." Was all I answered, honestly, I didn't know how to respond. "Well, what happened? Do I need to fly over? Y'know I will if you need me. I can call Selena too, she might be free?"
"The boys never want to speak to me again, what did I do?" After the first word my voice broke and I started sobbing again. Which caused Zendaya to sigh and try and comfort me. "I'm going to kill them. They're playing here tomorrow, they're going to die, I'm being serious, I'm going to kill them." Her eagerness to kill them made me let out a breathy giggle, to which I frowned upon.