72: SCHOOL DAYS (Jessie's Diary)

Elena's Pov:

It'd been a week since I missed school. And everything felt new and a little odd. But that wasn't what bothered me, what bothered me was the text I kept receiving from an unknown person, all the weeks I had been at the hospital worrying about Jonathan

Watch out.

Was the last message I received from the mysterious person. So much for trying to live a peaceful life. I received stares that held emotions in them, but not all of them. Some stared blankly, but I ignored them. I was in no mood to brood about their pitiful faces.

I stopped when I noticed Brianne opening her locker. Like I knew, she was always ready for literature, her favourite subject. When she whirled, her eyes were on the wordings of the book, before her gaze came up to meet mine with a little smile displaying on her pretty face. I wished I could touch those cheeks of hers again. Then I smiled back, and she vanished.

A sigh escaped my lips as I moved towards my locker. I was too depressed and tired of everything. I wouldn't even have come to school today, if not because I didn't want to miss any more classes. I saw Brianne every single day, even in my dreams. The school was just so different without her, the atmosphere was so empty knowing that she wasn't here anymore. I blinked away tears.

My eyes unintentionally spotted Aiden and Adrian discussing, they didn't seem to be on good terms, but I seriously didn't care. Whether or not they were in a relationship, that was the least of my problems. My feelings for Aiden had faded and to me, that was a relief, less tension for me.

I strolled down to the restroom when a set of arms pushed me to the door. It was so sudden that I could assist my weight with my hands without hurting a finger. My hand slammed the door with a loud beat, and I groaned, before turning to meet a pair of intense blue eyes glaring at me.

"What do you want, Adrian?" I seriously wasn't in the right state of mind at that moment.

"I'll tell you what I want Jessie." She came closer until we were inches away. "Stay away from Leo. I don't care about what happened to you, or how depressed your life might be right now, but if you don't want a more depressing life, you better leave him alone." She threatened. I didn't need anyone to tell me that.

Her voice had really caused me a throbbing headache, and I needed to rest. I wasn't ready for her drama at all this afternoon, I only wanted the peace I hadn't had for two whole weeks. I strode past her, but she caught my arm with a light grip.

"We aren't done talking."

I yanked my arm away and shot her a death glare. "Look Adrianna, I do not care about your stupid unsettled love life and whosoever you're in a relationship with. And let me warn you, if you ever, threaten me about a depressing life again, you would know whose life is more fucking depressing. You stink like a walking bitterness." I felt a bit relieved at the stunned look on Adrian's face, and I was a bit stunned myself. It had been a while since I let my anger out. But I guess that would keep her away for some time.

Before she could utter another word, which I was aware she probably wouldn't, I walked away, still furious. And I must have shut my eyes if I didn't see a person in front of me before slamming into a hard body. My gaze went up to meet Kyle's, his eyes held slight intensity before they faded into a warm smile.

I managed to return a faint smile and then saw his face drop to concern.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I guess so," I said.

He sighed. "I'm....uh..I'm sorry for your loss."

I tried my best not to frown, or cry. "It... it is okay," I replied, but Kyle didn't look convinced at all. I needed to get away from the tension I was feeling, I bit my lower lip to prevent it from shaking as the pain stung. I turned away quickly, before hurrying into the restroom, and I was certain I heard Kyle call my name, but I was too devastated.

I slammed the door, and buried my face in my palm, slowly sliding down till my buttocks were on the cold tile. And then, I wept away my eyes. I just wished. I wished I could bring her back from the dead, I wished I could take all her fears away at that moment. I cried out, not even caring if anyone could hear me right now. It was difficult not to grieve, there was nobody I loved more than Brianne, and there was no one I cared for more than her. So the way she slipped from my hands was disheartening. She was alive today and dead the next. My face was hot, completely hot from tears. My nose was certainly red. I guess I'd spent my life with her for so many years I'd become so addicted it was difficult to let her go. The kind of impact that she had on my life was something I could never take for granted, but given that she left this early in her home, and in the dark was frightening. And I should take that as a warning and fight for my own safety, but all I wanted to do was to lay here and grieve her death. The image of her burial kept flashing in my head. I closed my eyes, sniffing for long moments as the tears rolled from my eyes. I didn't know when a figure had walked in until I was pulled to a chest. The scent made me know it was Leo. Stroking my hair, he allowed me to cry for as long as I wanted.

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