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Chapter 3.

The next morning, I woke up feeling woozy. Realising that I'm still in my dad bed. It was nice and comfortable.

But right now my head is hurting.

I got up, went to the bathroom to wash my face, and brush my teeth.

"Keiran!".

I heard someone shout my name. It sounded familiar.

As I was done and not even responding back to the person who called out my name. I went to go find out, who was actually calling me.

"You've gone taller, Keiran. Come give me a hug big man", my beautiful grandmother said.

I walked down the stairs smiling at her.

My grandmother went to Barbados couple days after my dad died. She needed to get away. She was hurt to. The same way I was feeling. She's been in Barbados for quiet a long time. I would assume she's recovered from the lost of her only son.

"Grandma, your finally home", I smiled hugging my nan warmly.

Miss seeing my green eyes grandma. She still looks the same. Her skin is still healthy and glowy as always. Even, looking young for her age. When I see her, I see my dad.

"I know! I'm back. I've recovered...", her voice trailed off. I knew what she meant.

I knew she recovered to.

"Grandad had a bbq, yesterday. It was so good", I say trying to get her mind of it. "Yeah, I heard. Your grandad skype me. I was annoyed at first because I wanted to see all of you.", she said to me gently. "It's all good nan. Come lemme carry your suitcase for you", I said to my nan, holding her yellow suitcase and navy blue handbag.

My nan tapped my back and thanked me.

I've notice my grandad wasn't here. Knowingly he's at work. He does early morning shifts. Well he chose to.

As I put down my nan's suitcase and handbag in her bedroom, I heard my phone ring.

I answered it.

"Babes?", a girl said. "What you mean by babes? I ain't your babes mate", I replied harshly. "Ouch! Keirz, sometimes chill. But anyway what's your motive?", she asked me. "I am chilled and I don't do motives. Whatever comes my way, I'll go", I responded back to her. "Wanna come see me?", she ask. "No, got stuff to do", I told her.

She went quiet.

"I've got to go", I said quickly locking of the phone.

I can't be asked talking to girls at the moment. They holler every single day. More time I ain't got a problem with it but it gets annoying.

I'm starting to feel even more woozy now.

"You okay, Keiran?", my grandma said looking at me concerned.

She touched my forehead.

"Feeling light, grandma", I said to her. "Did you eat anything yesterday?", she asked me. "Only had a burger and ate some homemade spicy rice that auntie Sophie made", I replied back to her. "What about this morning?", she asks again. "Nothing, nan", I responded back to her.

My nan told me to lay down. I went back in my dads room to lay down. His bed is so comfy. My nan said she was gonna make me some raw ginger tea with no sugar.

I fucking hate it without no sugar.

My rang again. This time it was my mum.

"Keiran, you alright?", my gorgeous mum asks me. "I'm calm but I'm feeling kinda woozy", I said to my mum while scratching my neck.