Secrets of a Good(ish) Girl

Chapter 7 - Kira's POV - The Last to Know

Gabby's bed was so comfy that I didn't want to get up. But I knew I had to, who knew what state the boys would be in after last night's escapades. I grabbed my phone off the bedside table and messaged Dex.

Hope you guys are alive, will be home before lunch.

I didn't get a reply, but I wasn't really expecting one. I looked over to see Gabby was still asleep. She always had a long lie on the weekends. Trying my best not to wake her up, I got out of bed and headed down to the kitchen. Gabby's parents never minded me helping myself whenever I was hungry. I think they thought I was starving at home. Nacho followed me downstairs after I had to step over him and his brother to get out of Gabby's room. The two of them often slept in the room with us when I was round. Those cute faces always made me wish I could have pets of my own.

I was mid-way through a small bowl of cereal when Gabby came into the kitchen. "You've got a wee fan club." She said, indicating to the two piles of fluff lying on the floor beside my chair.
"I may have given them some breakfast, hope that's ok."
"The puppy dog eyes worked?" She got it in one.
"Sorry, I'm not immune like you." She laughed a little.
"It's ok they'd probably starve if they waited for me to give them breakfast." Nacho got up and followed Gabby to the cupboard. "You're not getting fed again, don't try it. This is why you're chonky." Nacho didn't appear to like that. He came over to me and placed his head in my lap.
"Don't listen to her, you're just fluffy." Gabby rolled her eyes at me and went back to making herself something to eat.

"What are your plans for today?" Gabby asked as we sat watching rubbish on the TV.
"Not much, probably just house stuff and homework." I replied, fiddling with the sleeves of the hoodie she'd given me. Gabby had let me borrow some clothes since I didn't come prepared. I'd already put the pyjamas she'd let me wear in my bag to wash as soon as I got home. "I will get all your clothes back to you on Monday."
"Don't worry about it." She said, waving me off. "They look better on you anyway." I know she was trying to be nice, but I made a mental note to ensure I gave her her stuff back as soon as possible.
"What you got on later? Are your parents coming back today?"
"Yeah, they messaged earlier to say Gran was ok, should probably be home in like an hour."

I wanted to ensure I wasn't caught in another awkward conversation with Gabby's parents, so I left half an hour before they were due to be home. Gabby had told me I could stay again that night, but I assured her I was ok, and that I needed to go home at some point. It was really sweet that she was worried about me but that just made me feel worse. As did her comment last night. I thought about walking home, but my bag was far too heavy, and Gabby lived ages away from me and Dex, so I got the bus. Dex still hadn't answered my text from earlier so I didn't bother messaging to ask if he could come get me.

It was a daunting sight, going from Gabby's street to my neighbourhood. The houses got smaller, as did the spaces between them. The number of people went up but the number of people on the bus went down. Not many people from Gabby's part of town had a reason to be at this end. As the bus turned onto my street I remembered the news report Gabby had shown me yesterday. The police hadn't identified the boy who'd been stabbed at that point. I wondered if they knew who it was yet, and if they'd figured out what happened. No one had mentioned any gang fights when we were at Fryer's, but maybe it was just because no one knew about it then. If this was the start of a gang war, they better not bring my boys into it, or I'm gonna be raging.

When I got home, I wasn't entirely surprised to find Dex wasn't up yet. I was actually more shocked that the others weren't sprawled across the living room like they usually are the morning after. I had often spent my mornings clearing up after them and leaving out glasses of water and painkillers for when they rejoined the land of the living. It was quite nice not having to do an obstacle course to get through the living room, some of those boys took up a lot of space. I helped myself to some, surprisingly not mouldy, bread for a sandwich and made myself comfy on the sofa.