Behind The Mask (Normani/you)

Your POV

I kept running until I couldn't run anymore and collapsed onto my knees. I sobbed on my hands and knees with my head down. Tears dropped onto the ground. Why her? Why Ellie? She didn't deserve it. Why did "god" have to take her so soon? I looked towards the sky and screamed at the top of my lungs, "YOU BASTARD!" I stood up. "YOU HAD NO RIGHT! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?! FUCK YOU!" I fell back onto my knees and pulled out the letter. I unfolded it and saw her chicken scratch handwriting. I ran my thumb over it before reading.

To Y/n/n,

If you're reading this then that means I'm dead, and I'm sorry. I never wanted to put you through such pain, and yet, here we are. You are- I guess it's "were" now huh? Anyway, you were the best big sister I could've asked for. I loved you with all my heart. Whenever I needed someone you were always there, whenever I wanted to sing there you were, no matter what I needed you were somehow there. I really appreciated it. Though I know I never said it. Now that I'm dead there's something you must promise me: you need to let me go. I know. Easier said than done. But you need to do it. If you don't you'll always be sad. I don't want that. You deserve to be happy. So be happy. Pursue your music, find a girlfriend, spend time with mom and dad. Just be happy. Please? I'm just going to assume you said okay and move on. I love you Y/n. And no, you don't love me more. I love you more than life itself. Hell, I love you more than pineapple. And that's saying something. But the point is, I love you. So please let me go because I know I'll see you again. May we meet again.

-Ellie

I sobbed harder. "I've tried, Ellie, I've really tried," I cried out. "But I can't let you go. It's too hard. I love you too much."

"You know," I heard someone say from behind me, "you can still love someone and let them go." I slowly turned my head expecting to Blair or Normani, but instead I met emerald green eyes.

"L-Lauren?" I asked.

"Yeah," she gave me a sad smile.

"Wha-Wha-what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you obviously. In fact we all are. Luck me though I'm the one who found you." She walked over and sat next to me. "You okay?"

I gave her a look. "Do I look okay?"

She nodded. "Fair enough. So what happened?"

"Why would I tell you?" I scoffed. "It's not like you care."

"But I do. And I understand."

"You understand what it's like to lose your little sister?"

"Sort of. Her heart did stop for a few minutes and I went crazy. Lucky for us though the doctors revived her. So she's okay now. But I do somewhat understand." I just stared at her in awe. "When her heart stopped, it felt like mine did too. Ya know? Like she took me with her. I bet you feel like that. Do you?"

I nodded. "Yeah, Nothing's been the same since she died. My parents got divorced and now none of us talk to each other. She was the glue that held us together and once she left, well, we all fell apart. I miss her." Tears started to fill my eyes again as I looked back down at the letter.

"What's that?" Lauren asked pointing to it.

"She uh she wrote it. Before she uh before she died."

"You never let it out your sight, do you?" I shook my head. "Can I read it?" I handed it to her and she read it. After she finished she handed t back to me. "You should listen to her ya know."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Moving on. You should listen to her. You need to."

"I know. It's just hard. I love her so much."

"Like I said. You can love someone and still let them go."

I nodded. "I know."

"Come on," she stood up and held out her hand for me. "We should get back to the bus." I grabbed her hand and she pulled me up. With that said we walked back to the bus. Time for Blair to murder me for worrying her.

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