part 56: triangles - the strongest shape.

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(sequel to the previous part, the cw's though are only implied here - refresher: implied death, loss/grief, actually death gets mentioned a lot-)

i'm going to get shot for this (probably) (and i deserve it lowkey WHY AM I DOING THIS TO SUCH A SILLI- *cri*)

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*knock knock knock*

"Hmm? Oh, hi!"

"Hiii!!!"

"Why'd ya knock on my door, silly?"

"I just wanna hang out with my big sis!"

"Aww... I'm just arguing that Pluto's a planet right now in a group chat."

"Ooh-! Can I see?"

"Uhh... no. It's got some- adult words, you're too young for that."

"Ohh, you mean the ones-"

"Yes the ones she says sometimes."

"Alright then! But do you think I'd love to see it?"

"Definitely. It's pretty funny... maybe I'll screenshot all these messages, edit the images to remove the swearing, and then I can show you them!"

"Yayyy!!!"

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*knock knock knock*

"Hello...?" I said cheerfully but confused, as I stood by her bedroom door... normally she would've opened it by now, but one day she just stopped... "C'mon... it's me!"

...I really don't understand... my sis used to be so much more outgoing... what happened? And why haven't I seen her friend around anymore?

Her friend... he was nice! Yeah, him and my other sis would argue about the best shape, (both are wrong, it's triangles) but he was really nice... always let us do what we wanted!

Is he why my sis doesn't wanna leave her room anymore-?

I look back up at her door, and knock three times again.

"Psst, hey-! Pizza!" I muttered, trying to get her to come out... but there was complete silence... is she okay...? Then, I began to say more random things people who knock on doors do... knockers?

I don't know the word there...

...

...c'mon, answer me... it's completely silent in there, she should be able to hear me... maybe then she's just sleeping... I know she hasn't slept well since that day... heard from Mama and Papa...

...

I should stop...

As I lowered my hand, I looked down at the floor, trying not to cry... but I just don't understand! What happened to my sister?

We used to do so much as kids... she'd try to stop me from petting rabbits we found outside, and always kept an eye on me when I'd be trick-or-treating...

Why can't it go back to how it was beforehand...?

Why...

"You alright?" I heard someone else call out, causing me to look in their direction... oh, just my other sis. I haven't known her as long... long story short: adopted, but still my sis!

"Oh, yep, just..." I began, trying to still sound happy... I don't wanna seem selfish here... I just... want my sister back...

...is that selfish...?

"...what happened to her?" I asked, holding my arm, and looking off to the side. "It feels like forever since she last spoke to us in her usual happy tone... why is that?"

My other sister sighed, before offering out her hand. I took it, not thinking much... she then fell quiet, probably trying to think of what to say to me... but I just wanna know...

"Look, just... it's... it's hard to explain..." she replied, clearly dealing with a lot on her mind... "...she's just dealing with something... really serious... "

"Like what?" I asked, really just needing to know... "I have to know-!"

"I wish I didn't..."

"Huh...?"

"Nothing, just..." she sighed again, kneeling down to place her hands on my shoulders. While a surprise, it was nice... "Sometimes... life is mean to us, and takes away someone we love..."

"Wh... That's sad... does life ever give them back...?"

"...sadly no." she replied, crying just a bit. "But just think that it at least happened. The time spent was happy... it's worth remembering that."

"Life... doesn't give them back? Ever...?"

It just doesn't sound right... they should be able to come back! Why not...? And why forever? Reminds me of those... machines I've dreamt about before... really, really scary....

"...not until we're ready to go too... everyone goes someday. But when they do, it's to somewhere peaceful..." she sighed, kneeling back up. "But it hurts for everyone who's time hasn't arrived yet..."

"...oh..." I muttered, turning back to her door. "So she's hurting... because someone she cared about's time came?"

"...It wasn't his time yet..."

"Wha-?"

"Nothing, nothing..." she quickly responded, causing us both to fall into a silence... as I processed everything she said.

We all have a time...? But that's scary... I don't like that! At least afterwards it's somewhere peaceful... but isn't here peaceful too? Why do we have to go somewhere else...?

...

At least I understand what's happened to her now...

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(790 words)

WHY DID I WRITE THIS

I HURT THE SILLY *grabs a nuke and throws it at myself*

i deserve to be publicly executed (NO IS NOT AN ANSWER BECAUSE I SHALL BE EXECUTED FOR THIS-)

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