Adopted by R5 - My story

Chapter 30- Dream

I was in my old house, in Italy, locked in my room like I used to do almost every night since I was 8.
I was already in my bed despite the early time, trying to sleep. I was laying in the bottom bunk staring blankly at the wall.
The noises were muffled by the closed door, but it still was clear what was happening: my dad was drunk.
He normally was one of those people who get quiet when drunk, but it took an annoying fly, a few drops of beer spilled on the floor or a dog's bark to turn him into his usual aggressive self. This night was no exception.
I heard a loud noise like broken glass, knowing he had thrown his empty glass on the floor. I knew that the empty beer bottle was next to be shuttered.
"Connor" I called whispering.
He hummed in response from his top bunk. I felt him shifting his weight, probably turning on his side.
"I'm scared" I simply stated. Which was stupid, because it was obvious both of us were scared.
"But the door is locked" he reminded me.
"What if he breaks it?" I shivered at the only thought.
He remained silent and started climbing down the bed, slowly not to make any noise.
He crawled next to me in my bed and stared at me right in the eyes.
"He won't okay?" I nodded even though I wasn't really sure and snuggled closer to him.
He made me feel safe and being next to him was basically the only way I could fall asleep in nights like this.

Then I woke up.
I was really confused, I expected Connor to be next to me like he always did the morning after. But I was all alone in my bed. I slowly came to remember that Connor wasn't in my life anymore. So wasn't my dad, which I was grateful for.
I saw it was almost 6am so there was no point in trying to fall asleep again. I laid there staring at the ceiling, memories with my brother running past my mind.
After about an hour I decided to get up. What did Michael say about missing people? Right, keep busy. And I decided to follow his tip.
I started getting dressed, then went to the bathroom and curled my hair just to do something.
When it was an acceptable time to be up (around 6:30), I went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
I set the table up and as soon as I finished I saw a sleepy Rocky coming downstairs. He was still in his pj and was rubbing his eyes.
"'Morning" he yawned.
"Morning sleepy head. Why up so early?"
"Couldn't sleep" he sighed. "You?"
"Same" I admitted.
I was deciding what to have for breakfast when I got an idea.
"Rocky, do you have pancakes somewhere?"
"Uh?" Oh boy, is he sleepy today.
"Do you have pancakes?" I repeated laughing.
"Oh yeah, there's the mixture in there" he said pointing to the cupboard. I thanked him and started cooking pancakes.
I was sure the others would appreciate this 'surprise' and I got the confirmation a few minutes later when they came downstairs to have breakfast.
"Woah what's this smell?" said Riker with loving eyes.
"Pancakes" I proudly announced.
"Awesome!" Exclaimed Ross grabbing a chair and sitting down at the table.
We had a nice breakfast and we decided to stay in. We were all sleepy and wanted to have a quiet day.
I decided to make a cover with my guitar, as I did when I was bored.