Angels Wear Black

I looked up in our attic-yes we have an attic, pretty dusty one if you ask me-for some boxes. I have two weeks till I leave. Turns out, my parents arrive the day I do the Showcase.
"Aunt Lynn? All the boxes are dusty or broken!" I called.
"Look in the corner. That's where I keep the best ones." I sighed.
"Which corner?" I called. As you can see, I'm not in the greatest mood. Some call it anger problem. I call it PMS week.
"The one on your left." I turned my head. There they were. All stacked up.
"Okay." I walked over, coughing, and managed to find the boxes. I grabbed as many as my arms could carry, and walked to the staircase. "Timber!" I called, throwing the box down the stairs.
"Got them." I walked over, and grabbed the rest. I threw them down, and carefully walked down the ladder. Once I landed, I grabbed the rest, and headed to my room. Aunt Lynn had placed the boxes by my bed. I looked around. And a feeling of sadness swept over me. "I have to get to work. If you need anything. You know my number." I nodded. She smiled. And walked over to me. She hugged me. And tears sprang into my eyes. But, I forced them to wait. "You sure you're okay?" I nodded.
"Y-y-yeah. Great as a peach." She laughed. And let go. She smiled.
"Okay. Tonight we'll have a big dinner. Okay?" I smiled, and nodded. She took a deep breath, and left. I ran to the window. I watched her get into her car, and drive away. I sat back. And let the tears fall. All I wanted to do when I got here was leave. But, now I don't. What is wrong with me?
Call from: Harry Styles.
I looked at my computer screen, forgetting it was on. I wiped my tears, and clicked on. I made sure not to make eye contact.
"Hey...Lina? You alright?" Harry asked. I rubbed my eyes.
"Yeah. Just, tired. Stayed up pretty late last night." I lied.
"You cry when your tired?" He asked, doubtfully. I shrugged. He took a deep breath. I moved the laptop to my bed, and laid down.
"So, what's up?" I asked.
"Oh, I, uh, wanted to just see how you were. And, I guess your doing good." He said. I smiled.
"Yep." I held two thumbs up. He smiled.
"Great! What's the dresses out for?" He asked. I frowned. And looked at them.
"Oh, Gem's eighteenth birthday party is tonight. Said I had to wear something extra-"
Call from: Gemini
"Special...um, are you okay with a three way call?" I asked.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Um, Gem is Skype calling." Harry rubbed his head.
"Sure. Go ahead." I smiled.
"Thanks." I clicked accept.
"Hey, Lin-Harry!" Gem yelled.
"Hi Gem. Its nice to see you too." I said, smirking.
"Hey, Gem." Harry said.
"So, Gem. Why’d you call? Or, well, Skype?” I asked. “There is a such thing as texting.”
“Oh, I wanted to talk to you about tonight.” I nodded.
“Okay. Let’s talk. But, make it quick.” She looked at me.
"I need to talk to you...privately." A sharp pain shot through my heart.
"Can it wait?" I urged. She shook her head.
"Its alright, love. I'll talk to you tomorrow." I shook my head.
"No...I can't wait for tomorrow." I urged. He sighed.
"I love you, Lina. But, talk to Gem. It's her birthday. Happy birthday Gem, by the way." She smiled
"Thanks, Harry. Sorry for taking her. It's just really important." She said. He smiled.
"No problem." He blew me a kiss, and I fake grabbed it. And that was that. He was gone. I sighed, and looked at Gem.
"What was so important that you took me away from Harry?" I asked. She looked at me.
"It's May. She's been in an accident."

Notes

Cliffhanger!
Will I update soon?
Maybe
Some questions to ask yourself:
How is May?
What's the big secret?
Why is Lina so upset about leaving?

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