You Again

The Next Morning

Williams P.O.V 6:00 am

I awoke to the feeling of being in a warm soft fluffy cloud. Wait my bed isn't this soft. With a start I launch right up and felt nauseas for a second. I tumbled out of the bed with a protest of my body and fell to the ground. Whoever's place this was must have heard me because I heard shuffling of three pairs of feet.

When the door opened there stood henry and George and their mother. I must have passed out at their place last night. Standing up and looking up at myself I saw I wasn't in my uniform but silk pyjamas. I screamed (a very manly scream if you ask me) and hid under the covers.

"Wh-who dressed me in these clothes," I asked with a slight stutter of embarrassment as my face turned red.

"I hope you don't mind but I did so that I could wash your uniform, don't worry I didn't see you down there I left on your underwear."

Sighing I replied with a thanks and requested my school uniform. "Hey out of curiosity whose PJ's are these anyway?"

"Remember I told you I had a third son. He wasn't here last night so I grabbed a pair of his old pyjamas as you are much smaller than him."

"That's okay, wait my mum must be freaking out because I didn't tell her I was staying somewhere."

"That's okay we texted her off your phone telling her you passed out and that to thank you for playing music for us and cooking dinner I would let you stay.

I thanked her and after receiving my clothes I got dressed and walked down the stairs leaving the clothes folded neatly on the bed. When I got down there they had left me what she had payed me and breakfast with a note that read 'thank you for all that you have done. Here is some breakfast and the money I owe you and I will be needing you to pick up the kids from school this afternoon if you could. They go to captain cook primary school. I will pay you extra if you do because I have to stay at work and cannot get out of work to pick them up.

Yours sincerely Paula Mathews'

After eating the lovely breakfast that Paula made for me I walked to school forgetting my troubles. As I entered a punch was thrown at my gut and one to my face and the onslaught of punches and kicks hit my face and gut. My, arm during this onslaught happened to get broken as I screamed in pain and agony writhing with discomfort and pain.

As the bell rang the group dispersed and I stood up and walked to the nurse's office. When I got there I had a black eye and my arm was bent at an unnatural angle and so were my fingers. As I entered her office the nurse called 000 for the ambulance to take me to the hospital. In a few minutes there was an ambulance rearing up the school driveway to take me to hospital.

The doctor x-rayed my arm and told me some unsettling news. He said that there is a chance that I broke my hand and arm in such a way that I may never be able to play the piano again. That afternoon I picked up the kids from school and walked them home, ordered pizza for dinner and cried myself to sleep in my bed. It was Friday so tomorrow I would not have to work.

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