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“I’ve known him far longer. Been there through things you can’t imagine. I know everything there is to know about Ryan.”
“I’ve known him far longer. Been there through things you can’t imagine. I know everything there is to know about Ryan.”
A slight pang went through her heart and she faded a bit. She'd said the same thing about her own sister when people questioned her about Jasmine's death. Just the thought of it hurt. She shook her thoughts away, the memories were too painful. She let her lips tug back up into a smile. "Mhm, yeah sisters tend to. I would know, I had one myself."
“Yeah I know,” she smiled, her cheery facade remained. “I’m who Ryan vents to,”
"Yeah, you and Colt, I'm aware." She chuckled. She could pretend to still be having a good time regardless of how she just wanted to slip away and cry.
Ryan sighed. “I don’t like this conversation. I love you both in different ways,”
Cooper was there if she needed him. He seemed to think that was his new job.
'Well then, if this conversation is over, I'll be right back." She smiled sweetly before slipping upstairs, refusing to let the tears brim in her eyes until she was sure no one could see.
Cooper’s attention was drawn from the conversation with Dalton. “I’m gonna go use the bathroom.” Sure there was one downstairs but he definitely wasn’t going to the bathroom. He wandered upstairs and everyone continued on.
He slipped in behind Belle. “What happened?”
She wiped the tears before they fell. "I miss her, Cooper. I miss her so much it hurts. I know it's selfish of me but I don't think it's fair." She turned to face him. "Ryan got Elizabeth back, why can't I have Jasmine?"
Cooper sighed and walked over to her. A hug at the ready. “It’s not selfish. I’m not even sure how Elizabeth is here and I don’t trust it. It just doesn’t feel right. There’s no reason for her to be alive and Ryan’s blind to that but I’m ever sure it’s her, I mean, where did Void go? Your sister was amazing not to mention your best friend.”
"She was the only one that I had, the only person that knows what happened in that house. I'm happy Ryan has her back, truly, I am. But her appearance out of nowhere is something I'm still skeptical about. It's out of place, it doesn't make sense." She wiped her tears again. "I feel like I sound crazy. Do I sound crazy?"
“Nah. I’ve been building an entire conspiracy about it in my head. Too many things don’t add up,” he settled on wrapping his arms around her gently. “It’s okay to cry about it, it’s okay to yell about it. I doesn’t make you weak,”
She buried her face in his shoulder, letting her tears burst forth. "I just want her back. I need her back. She's all I had."
He rubbed a hand over her back slowly, this was good for her. “I know. She’d be so happy for you.”
"She was my light, my listener, my ally in a fight I could never handle on my own." Her grip tightened. "But then she left. Left just like everyone else."
He held her tighter too. “You can never replace your sister but you have people, honey. People that would fight for you and listen and never leave.”
"But they don't understand. They don't know what I went through like she did." She sighed. "I know there are people that care and I'm so grateful for them but…they're not Jasmine. And sometimes it feels like she's the only one that would understand."
“Like… you’re talking to someone and they’re sympathetic but in the back of your mind you just feel pitied on and you just think Jasmine would understand.”
"Exactly. She knows the torture I went through, she was there and took my hand with an iron grip as we walked through hell with a smile. No one else saw that. I just want her back."
…..
“She was your sister, that’s how it is sometimes. You guys had the best relationship because you’d been through it all by each other’s side. I know it’s hard to think that she’s not there anymore when you go through something and I’ll never be the one to tell you that you need to get over it. You cant just get over losing someone like her.” He had promised himself he wouldn’t cry and he was holding to it.
(You good Darren? Or is it the superbowl?)
"It's not the fact that I lost her. It's the fact that everyone blamed me for it. She was the strongest person I knew and at the time where I needed someone strong to hang on to, everyone turned their backs on me. I was alone." She sniffed, a desperate attempt to stop her tears.
(You good Darren? Or is it the superbowl?)
(OHHHH MY GOSH WHAT WERE THE RAMS DOING?!)
(I have no idea man. What was anyone doing?)
"It's not the fact that I lost her. It's the fact that everyone blamed me for it. She was the strongest person I knew and at the time where I needed someone strong to hang on to, everyone turned their backs on me. I was alone." She sniffed, a desperate attempt to stop her tears.
He was mentally kicking himself for how he acted once again. He could have been there and they wouldn’t be in this situation at all. “I am so sorry.”
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