Y/n's pov
Finally headed home, back to Nana and Grandad.
~time skip~
I arrived home just in time for lunch. Nana made (your choice of food). It was good, but Nana looked sick and tired. I kept asking her what's wrong but she insisted she's okay.
I let it slide as she just needed sleep. I talked to Nana about the ball and she thought it was a great idea. I didn't need her permission but it was nice talking to her about it.
I ended up going to sleep early, I was tired from all the travels.
-the next morning-
I woke up to crying. A terrifying thing to wake up to. I quickly got out of bed and ran to my grandparents room. I ran in to see my grandad crying over my Nana.
I was confused at first, then it hit me.
Pain.
That was all I felt in that moment.
My only mother figure.
Gone.
I started crying. This wasn't happening. It was just a sick dream, or a prank? No, they wouldn't do that as a prank. I must be dreaming. This was not much of a dream, more of a nightmare.
I was still in denial when my grandad hugged me. I'm not dreaming, this isn't a nightmare. I started crying harder. She was actually gone.
First my parents, now her? Why me? Why not someone else? Huh? Why?
I started questioning everything, my grandad still hugging me.
"What happened?" I managed to whisper in a shaky voice.
"She must have died while asleep." Papa also whispered.
"This can't be real." I said.
"I'm so sorry, hun." He said.
"Why? Why her?" I said.
"I don't know." He said.
We stayed like that for a while until his stomach rumbled.
"We'd better go eat..." I said.
"Okay." He replied.
We made (your choice of food) and ate in silence. We made a decision to bury her that night. It would be just me and him. Not like we had any other family.
It was quiet all day, neither of us talking much. Only small words.
~time skip~
We had just finished burying Nana. It was quiet except mine and Papa's sobs. It was sad saying goodbye to her. She has always been there. Even before my parents died.
But she's gone and all I have is Papa. No parents, no Nana, only Papa. I don't even have friends. I can barely call anyone my acquaintance.
A/n: just a little filler before the ball cuz I'm having a hard time writing this. I'm very sorry but it had to happen. Anyway hope you enjoyed this. Love<3
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