GAME ON!!

noor part 3

I close the front door and look in the hall mirror. I smooth the frown between my eyebrows with my fingers. I'm nothing like mom. "Papa lives in you, she sometimes says. Not just because of his green eyes and sharp look. She thinks I'm critical, just like he was. And I can empathize with other people's feelings. Because of those qualities, he was a super good forensic investigator I miss our walks where he told so much about that, about crime scenes, about finding causes and making connections.

Sky's father left a year ago. At the same time that Dad passed away.  From the moment we knew that about each other, we felt a kind of connection. She recently let go that she feels betrayed and powerless. Still... If she wants, she can visit her father.

Not me. Never again. The lighting in the garden is dimmed. Sit further Eline and Daan still on the beanbag, with their backs to me. Their phone screens light up.  Jordan is not in the garden. He apparently still controls the pool.  He'll call us as soon as we can get into the basement. From the garden table I take the bottle of spa blue and fill my glass. A lot has already been drunk from Daan's bottle of vodka. What party animals they are. With a grin

I secretly add a large splash of water. I notice Eline's serious tone.  What are they talking about?  Out of curiosity I walk further into the garden and sit on a couch in a dark corner. "After you brought up the swimming, Sky wanted to plotaway,' says Eline. "So yes?' asks Dan.

'Then I suddenly had to think about swimming during camp.  And that bikini incident. Eline falls silent.

"Oh," he says. 'Do you want something to drink?' 'No! She continues to speak softly. “The bikini thing that went missing was such a weird story. I didn't believe her at all at the time.  And I remember someone saying she was looking for attention.  What do you think?'

I remember the gossip about Sky.  Could be, says Dan. 'No idea. I don't care either. The only reason she went home just now is because she had a headache. She said so herself. Hold on, I have to call my parents what time I'll be home. He walks towards the high garden gate, leans against it and puts the phone to his ear.

My phone beeps. When I look at the screen, I see that it is not an app from Sky, but a message on Snapchat. I open the chat with one K.W. Apparently I added it once, without thinking about it.  He sent me four lines of lyrics from the song 'Hall van Antoon.  Is it about me? It's a bit weird to send something like that; I know all about K.W. not. My fingers fly across the screen.

Who are you?

What do you think of the text?

First say who you are.

I don't get any new message.

Sorry for the slow updates but atm im very busy with central exams and i started a new book it's a fanfiction called "you saved me...? (Markiplier x reader)" so check that one also out. It will have slow updates but that doesn't matter :)