The cold room was filled with a deafening silence as me my mother and father eat breakfast on the large empty dinner table, the only sounds where chewing, the cutlery and my occasional shuffling, i felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up as i feel my fathers eyes baring into me every so often willing me to make a mistake so he can put me down because that's what he liked to do
"So... um are you ready for school bran" my mother smiles at me trying to break the awkwardness in the room, her soft blue eyes looking over to me
"Yes ma, I'm um I'm ready to, to go" i stutter awkwardly before smiling back at her
"Don't stutter boy" my father snaps from the head of the table, i immediately drop my head in embarrassment
"Sorry father" I say my voice clearly laced with fear, i see Richard from the corner of my eye shoot me a sympathetic look as he pours my dad more water from the large jug
"Hmm" he grunts before continuing to eat the room then fell back into silence a wave of relief washes over me and i untense myself
"I don't know how you plan on getting a respectable job when you stutter like that and are late to breakfast" He hisses looking up from his breakfast, i gulp down the saliva that was caught in my throat and hold back the tears that threatened to fall at my fathers words
"William its too early in the morning leave bran be" my mother scolds, my father just grumbles something under his breatht.
"I'm going to go " i announce standing up from the table, i hear my father scoff before continuing to eat
"Okay dear, have a good day" my mother smiles at me, he rosy cheeks lifting
"You too ma" i say before walking off into the foyer and grabbing my black Burberry backpack and slinging it over my shoulder.
I exit the front door and an hit with the crisp morning air, i find it hard to believe that just a few hours ago i could have almost died, i wonder what would be happening now if i had actually been killed by them men, would my parents even know? And that boy with the curly hair, for some reason i cant get him out of my head, should i have thanked him some more, should i have gave him some money or something as a thanks he did save my life after all...
I push the dark thoughts to the back of my mind as i see Connor and Marco at the end of my driveway talking to each other, even from quite far away i could see Marco's beaming smile and bright eyes, honestly that boy was the glue that held us three together.
"Would you like me to drive you today sir" martin my driver calls from the garage
"No thank you martin, I'm walking with my friends today"
"No problem sir, have a nice day" martin calls back i respond with a quick you too before rushing off to Marco and Connor, i felt like i was going to collapse from how tired i was and by the looks of things Marco noticed my tiredness as he stopped his conversation with Connor halfway
" wow bran did you get any sleep last night you look super tired" Marco questions, his different coloured eyes holding a worried look in them. Marco is a small guy around 5'4 with curly brown hair and two mismatched eyes, the left blue and the right brown, he has cute little brown freckles on his tanned face and small dimples at the sides of his warm smile.
"Hey earth to bran stop zoning out and answer him" Connor sighs his voice angry as usual
"Oh sorry, yeah i didn't get much sleep last night" i answer, Marco shakes his head softly before reaching his hand up to his neck to play with his small crucifix necklace, For the long time that i have known him he's never taken that necklace off, he received it as a present from his parents as a baby and he's just been attached to it ever since
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Deepest Desires
RomanceA group of school kids, All from different lives and backgrounds, are brought together by trauma and events were they build bonds they never thought possible. Bonds of unrequited love, newfound friendship and romance emerge as they are forced to fac...
