skipping stones
#2
Lily Luna Potter
She wasn't like Dominique, who's all freezing blue-grey eyes and red-lipped smirks. Lily was sweet, like sunshine and candy apples and light rain. Dominique usually hates people like that, but somehow Lily became one of the most important people in her life.
She couldn't remember a time when Lily wasn't there to fix her last mistake or dry her (secret) tears. They're best friends, they're cousins, they're practically the same person. Dominique knew everything about her (she hated the color yellow, had a serious fear of heights, and sometimes despised that her father is famous), and Lily was probably the only person who could figure Dominique out. So of course, it hit Dom pretty hard when Lily killed herself.
Everyone cried for days, wallowing in their own misery. But all Dominique wanted to do was scream. It wasn't fair, because Lily was kind and compassionate and oh my god, why did she do this? The letter they found on her pillow was short, to the point. At least, that's what Louis told her. Dominique didn't dare read it herself; she didn't want to know the secret woes that plagued Lily Potter.
During the funeral, everyone looked at her, accusation in their stares. She was supposed to be your best friend, their eyes said, how did you not know this was coming? She clutched her Aunt Ginny's hand like a lifeline and stared straight ahead, determined to ignore the glares. She wore an icy mask the whole time, only sparing a few quick moments with her second favorite cousin (oh wait, first, now that Lily was...dead), James, before rushing out of there. Immediately after returning to her house, she packed her bags and left for Romania. It was selfish, she knew. But she needed to get away.