Hey so I have HUGE standardized test the next
2 days. These are really important to me. Hope I do good on them! I really won't publish until Friday again I hope. Enjoy this.
-Y/N POV-
It had just been a normal day with the team. Until a text popped up on my phone screen. We had been watching "The Princess Bride." It was one of my favorites. We had been watching it since the team claimed none of them had ever seen it. All the guys on the team treated me as an equal, or a little sister. And I for one appreciated that. We were in the last of the movie were the infamous line "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father prepared to die." When my phone made a sound signaling I had gotten a text. I picked up my phone from my lap. It was my mother. She had known I became a ninja. She never texted me unless something was wrong.
Ambrosia had been in the hospital for awhile now and we decided not to tell you, because you couldn't save Ninjago. I am sorry I kept this away from you. But, she had cancer. Osteosarcoma. She just died.
I read the last sentence, tears already on the verge of spilling out.
"No."
I mumbled.
Zane, who had the remote, paused the movie.
"Something wrong Y/N?"
Kai asked. Worry lacing his voice.
"No,no,no,no,no,no!"
I repeated, my voice volume increasing every time. I got up, dropped my phone and sprinted. I swung open the door to the hall full of bedrooms. Mine on the very end. The door was covered in crayon drawing from Lloyd, when he was younger. Those only made me sob harder. I slammed the door, locked it, and barely made it to my bed before breaking down completely.
"She can't be gone."
I cried, my knees hugged up against my chest. Tears streaming down my face at a rapid pace. She had given me her favorite stuffed animal when I left the house. A cat. I looked at it, smiling sadly, and hugging it tightly. Staining the fur of the plush cat with my tears. My sister was younger than me by 6 years. That never stopped us from being best friends. She always had that child like spirit shining in her eyes even when times got back. I bet she had the same look in her eyes, when she went to sleep for the last time. I crawled under the covers on my bed. Pulling my knees up to my chest again, having the plush cat pulled up to my chest as well. I softly sobbed. I heard the door knob twisting and ignored it. I would send anybody out who came in. This was personal. None of the team really knew about my personal life. I never really shared because I thought it wasn't something worth sharing. Ambrosia was a person, that I needed to share about. The door started clicking again. I looked up to see...
Cliff hanger boiiiii.