Empower Us

𝐂𝐇 𝟏𝟎: 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫

I had slept so well last night. Like eerily well. My evening had gotten worse before it got better, but it definitely got better. 

Dad apologised - for snapping at me, for making me cry. He didn't mean to. He hadn't meant to at all. He was wound up. But I was still so upset. Dad never shouts, never gets angry. He had been so frustrated at Will he took it out on me, which is not an excuse but I forgave him anyway. We can feel each other, so I could feel his sincerity. It was a little nauseating, how sorry and guilty he was. 

Then, Will grew a pair and went out, in the rain, to go and confess to Niko how he felt. One thing turned to the next, and they were making out in the rain. Damn. I thought I had it good with Kyel, but he never once kissed me in the rain, or confessed how his love for me had been eating him out from the inside and then dragged me inside to watch disney films. 

That is what the two of them spent the night doing. Watching Tangled because apparently neither of us have 'class' or 'the right to say we had a good childhood' because we didn't grow up on disney films. Do not know what Will sees in Niko, but they seemed very very happy to cuddle and watch disney all night and kiss and fall asleep.

I felt good. I was tired that night, so I slept pretty well. But, weirdly well. No dreams like normal, no waking up at 3am, groaning and rolling back over, acting like I was just imagining being awake. Which was odd. One thing about me, is I never sleep through the night. Incredibly light sleeper, since I was a baby. 

My head felt heavy, too heavy, in a way. Like I had taken something before bed. Which I knew I hadn't. I pushed myself up, stretching my neck, my arms. The house was super quiet for- what time is it-

11:34am. 

Jesus christ I slept well. 

I never sleep past like, 7:30am. 

And why is the house so damn quiet? My dad never sleeps in, considering his upbringing, and mom is normally up when he is, both of them pottering around in the kitchen, trying to be quiet, probably making out or something. 

Niko and Will. Were they up? 

Pushing myself up, my limbs felt heavy, like I couldn't walk properly, like swimming through a sea of honey. The sunlights streamed in through the windows, gentle and soft, illuminating the room with a golden glow. Outside was peaceful, crisp, an array of golden, brown and yellow leaves littering the floor while birds chirped in the trees. Mom told us birds didn't used to fly and chirp or live, the only weather was damp, dull and cold, and seasons were practically non existant. Imagine that, birds not flying through the air, dogs no longer running and barking and fluffy and happy, kids unable to be free.

Sounds like hell. My parents lived through it. A hell caused by some bad bad people. 

The door creaked open as I pushed it gently, trying to be quiet, just in case this was a weird dream or my clock had died yesterday and it was the wrong time. Surely there had to be a rational explanation for this. Obviously there would be a rational explanation for this.