Chapter 4 - The Talk
Dan's POV
"Daniel? Are you here?" a voice sounded. "Daniel?" "Who is it?" I said sleepily. I have been awake because of the knocking sound of the door. Its so annoying. "Come in." I said. Then the door opened. The face is famillar. My visions are blur. I rub my eyes with my bare hands, and when my visions are clear. I was shocked. I forgot. I need to talk to Natalie. "Daniel, what do you want?" she ask. "And do you know how minutes I knock on your door? Its fifteen minutes and only to find out that your sleeping." she frowned. "Why are you frowning? Here take a sit." I said while offering her a seat. "Nothing and thank you." she said. "Why I have called you because your brother had change a lot. He become quiet all the time. Do you know what happened?" I asked. Her smile a while ago, vanished. "I-I-I do-o-n't kn-n-n-ow w-w-h-at go-go-ing o-o-n hi-him." she saaid it stuttering. Why is this Cobra stuttering? "Why are you stuttering." I ask. She wanted to cry but didn't force herself. "I've missed the old Ian. The boy who is happy, passionate, caring and loving. I bet he misses mom. Why? Because the pre-clue hunt Isabel is loving, caring, and giving. She buys us what we want. That's why he's affected and the worst is dad is missing and we are poor. We only have four millions." she said while sobbing quietly. Then we've been so quiet for an hour. "You know that our parents disowned us and we know why." she said "You don't know how it feels to be an orphan. I don't know what to do." I pat her gently. Then she broke into tears. "I-I-I-I....don't.....know.....what....to.....do." she said while crying. I offered her my handkerchief and she gratefully accepted it. "I know what it feels Nat. You're lucky you're parents are alive but disowned you. Amy and I lost our parents while I was 4 and Amy was 7." I said. "Don't you worry, you have us you're cousins. We will take care of you. I promise." "Thanks." And she hugged me. I hugged her back. Then I kissed her forehead. And I whisper, "Don't worry . I'm always at you're side." Then she kissed my cheeks. "Let's go. Its almost dinner." she said. "Ok." Then we get out of the room while laughing.
(End of Dan's POV)
Sinead's POV
I get inside of Amy's room after I put down the box that I will give to Dan. Then I look at the room. Its like the same. But something caught my eye. A bulletin board. "Did you take all of these pictures?" I ask while watching the pictures. "Yes." Then I saw a picture of me and Amy laughing, Dan and Natalie dancing in the ballroom, the Holts trying to catch us, Uncle Alistair and I making some invention, Jonah and Phoenix singing, Nellie and Fiske talking, Ian and Amy running around the park, I and Hamilton playing guitar and in the center are Amy and Dan, Grace, Hope and Arthur, and all of us. "I've missed this bondings." "Yeah. And you have some of those picture." Amy replied. "So what do you want to say?" "When we arrived in Boston, I dropped myself in the airport..." "Then what happened? Did they see you?" "Yes. When I check the flight board area, I have known that they already arrived because London flight is their flight. I turned back, I've saw them going out. And I run. Accidentally, I bumped into Hamilton and they have saw me ride the Cahill limo. And now they have not yet noticed me. What I'm going to do?" I asked Amy. "Tell them this dinner." Amy replied. "Thanks." And I hugged her. Then I saw her guitar. "Can I borrow your guitar?" I ask. "Of course." she replied. Then I strummed and played a music. Before I played, I ask Amy, "Can you sing with me?" "Sure. What is the song?" Amy said. "Bubbly by Colbie Caillat " "Ok."
(playing Bubbly by Colbie Caillat)
Both :
Will you count me in?
Sinead :
I've been awake for a while now
You've got me feelin' like a child now
YOU ARE READING
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