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𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
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It was the weekend. The two days where freedom was allowed. The two days (Y/N) likes to call 'Outta Captivity, hanging out with the boys; me, myself and I'.
She couldn't help but snort at the sudden name she magically came up with. It was pathetic to think that she laughed at her own jokes even though they may not even be funny to others. But it didn't even matter since no one was around, so no weird questioning stares that judge about her very well-being.
As much as she eased herself into whatever fun tasks she was doing the note from her locker yesterday plagued her mind. Even when she forgets for however long it'll always come back some way or another.
She wasn't going to lie, she cried last night. Every breath of air was hard for her to take in since she'd hiccup ever minute. She tried to be as quiet as she could, but that didn't work well as her mother gingerly opened the door to check up on her.
Of course her mother's protective instincts kicked in when her daughter let it out what had been troubling her. The woman began cursing out whoever and whatever had created the note.
"I swear if I ever find out who made that note I will make sure to stuff them down a garbage shoot and gasoline the damn thing and light that shit up!"
Even though her mother's words were a bit exaggerated she couldn't help but feel comforted from someone who she looked up to. Their conversation switched to something else, causing (Y/N) to become more relaxed.
Before leaving (Y/N)'s mother made sure her remind her to take her sleeping pill and with a kiss to her forehead she was left alone, her room now back to its slightly lit room. Her TV still playing allured her to sleep along with her new companion, Rascal, her lovely cat purring right next to her.
Sighing to herself she wore a solemn smile on her face. She hadn't moved a muscle from her position, only rubbing her cats soft soft fur. The black and white cat's purr vibrated off his body.
The sad thing was was that she had an idea on who created such a note.
The sound of her door opening caught her attention making turn slightly. She was met with a soft smile from her mother.
"How are you doing, Sweety?"
"Better," the (h/c) haired girl stated. "Did you know crying is actually a natural stress reliever? So like you know how you feel so much better after crying? It's basically trying to let all that stress off your shoulders!"
