Simon's Daughters

**Cora's P.O.V**

She was so sweet. The only time she exploded was when you talked down to the things or people she loved. Our nerd, the one who told the emotions of people from her book.
"So he's like 'I love you' and she's like 'No, gross' and the other guy is like 'Love me instead' and the mother is like 'I love you Harry' We all burst out laughing at her voices and actions to go along with the book. I nearly spit out my water. Paula was in tears along with Sarah and her flaring nostrils.
She made this funny face when thinking, I can't recall what she described it as. I can't quite describe it either. Although I can tell you, only Sarah could make the face. She was our nerd. Only ours. Sure she had Liam, but that didn't matter. She was our nerd. How could he be so cruel and just take her life!? They say bad things happen to good people. I knew that. But she more than good, she was kind, caring, a mother figure because we didn't have one. She put herself before others.
'Do you want some?' She asked passing the soup around the counter, letting us try before she ate it herself. Paula took a spoonful, but I didn't want to eat her food. I had a water bottle to tie me over anyways.
There are often times where I wish I could have been there more. I missed her often. Her and Paula were the second thing I thought about after waking up after I had my two lovely children.
Sarah got sick of the fame, so the band split up. I was instantly signed again, Sarah turned down the offer. I'm sure she was having enough trouble keeping up with the whole Lerman and Liam deal.
'I can't believe they don't like me' It came out snottier than she intended it. I read through the similar tweets to what happened to me. All they did anymore was focus on tearing their loved lifes apart. First it was Perrie and Zayn then it Liam and her. Thank god Zerrie stayed strong. But the fights were causing troubles. The press was all over it too. All you'ld see was on the head lines was "Is Liam and Sarah going strong?" "Who is he dating?" "Are the famous couple broken up?"
They tried to go on dates and mend the rips and tears in their relationship, but they couldn't even make it to the bottom of the driveway before being attacked. I did as my rage issues usually lead me to do, I exploded at them. It was all over the news.
'I have had enough of this bull!" I screamed the whole crowd infront of the house went silent. 'Sick and tired of it!" I probably sounded like a mother. 'Never ever had I ever seen people as rude and stuck up like you guys. And I don't know if you know my past; I know some people who used to se the high on my chart.' I was referring to my parents. 'All you ever do is walk around with you microphones and cameras. You twist peoples words. You assume. But what pisses me off the most is what you are doing to the loving couple standing inside.' I took a pause. 'You are the reason why the person who made me smile by saying anything has cried everyday at the fact that, because of you, "no one likes her"' I put the last quote, trying to put something she had said in my rant. 'You are the reason two happy people are no longer happy' I took another pause. Trying to let the tears escape. I shouldn't be crying, but the topic of my sister being knee deep in depression made me both angry and sad. 'You should be ashamed. Get off my lawn before I call the cops and get a restraining order!' There was still a little hate here and there, but there was no fixing the gaping hole the press left in their relationship.
She fell back on Lerman, they, his fans, loved her. They complimented them, and let them go outside. Liam got mad at that and tried his hardest to get her back. I don't remember many details. I just know that she ended up with Lerman. But she never got over her depression, it got worse.
I could feel a tear swell up in my eye, I quickly wiped it away. Looking down at the cold dewy ground. I sat down next to them. I pulled my phone to check the time, I never caught the time. What I did see was the selfie. It reminded me of Paula and my song #SELFIE I quietly sang it, remembering how many photo's we took, mostly selfies. We made all these funny faces. She was never one to take photo's of herself. But I always forced her in them. "Hey Paula, Let's take a selfie. I leaned in and snapped the photo. I made a funny face, although that didn't stop the tear from dripping from my eye. You could see it gleam in the photo. "So Sarah. I want to read you some from my book that I'm reading. It sounded good, so I decided maybe I could read some?" I opened the book to the first page. I began to read. I could feel her smile although I hadn't really saw it. I carried on reading until I got to the fourth chapter. The pages got a little more wet per chapter. "See wasn't that good? I'm reading this to you from now on" I waved the book around before dropping it on my lap. The front cover up reading Fallen. It's about a fallen angel, just like my two beautiful friends. I took a deep breath in, taking in my favorite scent, bonfire. The tears had gotten stronger. I was leaning on Paula. My legs were up against my body. It was supposed to be cold and rainy today. So when I felt the dribbles of rain hit my face, I wasn't surprised.
Three little girls had ran by, trying to find shelter from the oncoming downpour. It only made my heart ache more listening to their giggles of joy.
The rain got heavier, gradually turning in the suspected down pour. When my mother was alive she always told me my emotions could control the weather. This proves her point very well. You couldn't see the blue sky anymore, just the puffy clouds. I sniffled a bit. "So the bonfire won't happening tonight I guess?" I let out a laugh through my nose. Not like anyone would come anyways.
I talked to them all day. Sitting in the pouring rain. I didn't care. My immune system is going to hate me. The sun was setting again, I decided I should probably go back home. I stood up and looked at them. More tears had slipped from my eyes, until my eyes mat matched the dark clouds up above. "I'm sorry I just miss you guys so much" My hands were over my face, so the words were mumbled. "I'm so sorry" I sat back down, crouching. I mumbled the words over and over again. 'Sorry'. Everynight I stay up until 11:11 and make my wish, I make sure to wake up before 11 so I can make my wish at 11:11 I watch the stars at night to I can wish on them. I make wishes on dandelions, and on fallen eyelashes. I wish for the same thing. I wish that I could just wake up and it would be our first bonfire. Everything would be back to normal. Nothing bad would happen. We would the happily ever after we all wanted. I sobbed into my hands, the sounds muffled. I couldn't help it, they just flowed. My words mumbled over and over again. If it was me, not them. They didn't deserve this. None of us would, but they don't deserve this. I thought of suicide, but then the children would be left without parents. I care too much for them to do that.
I just sat and cried. It's all I could do. I now didn't have the strength to pull myself together. Can you blame me? "C-cora" I heard someone stutter, probably from being cold. I recognized the voice, but I couldn't put a face on it. I looked up to see Zayn standing there. He couldn't possibly known it was me.
"Yes?" We hadn't talked in such a long time.
"Are you ok-kay?" He asked, sounding genuinely concerned. I just shook my head. He walked over and put a hand on my back. "Come on. We'll get you some tea" He still remembers the one thing that I love more than coffee. I couldn't help but look back at my two sisters grave stones. Paula's reading 'Carpe Diem' and Sarah's read 'Forever and Always'

Notes

So I was in such a bad mood, I could cry a river. So I wrote this. How do you like it?

Ps. I you havn't realized. I don't believe in Happy Ever After.