Missing Brother

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I knew he must be bad. I whined unhappily, stowing my phone away and snagging my Xbox remote.

"You ok?" a soft voice asks.

I looked up at the Savior, my heart broke for him. He was one person I knew who dealt with knowing people he loved turned on him. Except for me and my kids. I grip my remote.

"Tariek is not answering me...like at all!"

I wanted to cry. I wanted to talk to him in the worst way and explain what was going on in my head. But something wasn't allowing me to get a hold of him.

"He may be busy...didn't you say he does food stuff?"

I rubbed my forehead. I forgot but still was unlike him not to answer. I looked around and sat on my couch then started up my xbox. My picture of Nala and her toy even showed faintly in the background when I started my Rayman Origins game. Played music off my xbox and went to town on it. But I lost interest and snagged my headphones and phone. The Savior looked up and saw the time.

"It's 9:43 pm where are you going?"

"No where"

I snagged my project, opened it and started filling out names and bringing idea's off of Savior. Soon I was able to play music and finish my school project. I looked at the time and wondered what happened to my friend. I growled and placed PJ's on then went back to my project keeping my hopes tomorrow I'll find out. Savior made cookies in a mug while we worked on my project having fun with it.

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