Taking 10: A Boys of Tommen Fanfic

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Ella:
Both me and Tadhg were out of school for the rest of the week. He was healing up from his injury, and I was healing from mine, of course I couldn't tell him that, he thinks I have a stomach bug.

Everything's that happened that night in the hospital while he was still coming off of the drugs, he doesn't remember it, clearly having been too high for his brain to process it properly.

I don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed that he doesn't remember, because while I'm here feeling things I've never felt for him, he thinks everything is normal, just like before.
I'm also relieved with the fact there's no awkwardness, I don't know if I would've been able to handle a rift in our friendship.

The whole week I was off I didn't see Ciaran once, he was in the house, but as long as I had dinner cooked he didn't come near me.
I don't even know if he remembers the other night, or was he too drunk off his mind to realise the fact he beat the shit out of his baby sister.

Everything is wrong now, and I don't like it.
But, I'm just going to have to keep on living like I always do. Day by day. Fighting on. Living by the hour.
If I can get by this hour I can get by the rest, just until I'm old enough to leave this house and never look back at all of the bad memories.

The memories where I sobbed so hard I couldn't breathe or when my brother would hit me so hard I was left still in a state of shock, or the memories of my mom, no matter how nice they were, they devastated me.

"No mommy!" I squeezed as he tickled me.
"What's goin' on here little one" my big brother Ciaran asked coming up behind me holding my hands and swinging me around in the air, and making me laugh so hard I could barely breathe.

We both smelled the blueberry muffins getting pulled out of the oven at the same time as we rushed over for a bite.
"Me first! Me first!" I said jumping up to get a look at the muffins.

"You have to wait for them to cool first!" Our ma laughed as she picked me up and placed me down on the stool at the kitchen counter.
Ciaran hopped up on the stool next to me grinning down excitedly at the thought of our mams famous blueberry muffins, but I guess all of our mams baking was famous especially her triple chocolate brownies, her white chocolate and raspberry cookies, and my favourite of all time her classic chocolate chip cookies.

The memory hit me hard. Not because I felt sad over it, but because it brought back the joy I felt when I was younger, how happy we all were...