Part 14: Childish

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You open your eyes, you were in bed.
Was it a dream? Was all of it a dream? You look at your phone on your bedside table. Loads of messages and missed calls. You roll over. David had left a few messages.

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David

11:38pm: we aren't done yet.

11:56pm: I hope you got devoured.

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This feels pretty childish at this point.
It's not that scary anymore, how hasn't he given up yet? What's the point.

Your dad calls from downstairs, he was hungover as per usual.
"y/n, someone is here for you" he calls, he sounds as if he was going to fall over.
You sigh and climb out of bed. You walk down the landing to the stairs, you spot a tall figure in the door. In black trousers and blazer.
You walk down the stairs, it was bill.
Did you tell him your address? "Hi Bill" you smile, confused. He smiles back.
"Hi y/n"
Your dad points a finger up from the sofa.
"Keep the door a few inches open" he says, turning over to watch TV.
"Want to come out for a bit?" He asks.
You nod.

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