I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I went to thewashroom and got changed. A few days ago I bought some juice and flavoured yoghurt. It was still in my fridge. So I had that for breakfast.
I looked at the time. I woke up early this morning so I had some time before going to school. So I decided to check my Instagram.
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I walked towards my locker. I hadn't seen Peter today. So I decided to go to the cafeteria in the recess. I might find him there.
But there was no one there. So I decided to text him
*hey! Where are you? *
After almost twenty minutes I got his reply.
*at the hospital*
*hospital? *
*yeah I had high temperature so the doc suggested that I should stay there with a drip attached to my hand*
*shit!! I will be there in a second. Which hospital?*
*are you out of your effing mind. No, you are studying*
*forget it. Idiot! *
Being the amazing computer person I am. I took his address out in no time.
And without thinking I left for the hospital.
Once I reached there. I asked the attendant about Peter and she guided me towards his room.
I froze at the sight of him.
He was so pale. He looked so fragile lying there. He was asleep, looking so peaceful.
I sat on the chair beside him. Waiting for him to wake up.
Today I skipped all of my classes. I didn't even pay attention in all of the classes I attended and right now I am sitting beside a person who is sleeping, waiting for him to wake up. This only means one thing. That I have developed a feeling for him now and right now sitting here, I am not afraid of admitting it.
My thoughts were interrupted when I saw him stirring in his sleep. His eyes opened for a second and then closed but then again opened.
He looked at me wide eyed.
"what?" I asked pulling my chair more close to him.
"what the heck are you doing here? He asked.
"I am here to check on you" I replied.
"but you have classes" he said.
"so what? it's not like my dad is here" I laughed half heartedly.
He looked at me for a minute. While I was facing the floor. I looked up and saw that he was biting his lower lip. Damn!!
And then he laughed.
"you know what? You are the best."
"thanks babe" I said and then quickly put my hand on my mouth.
What the heck is wrong with me.
He laughed so hard at that, his eyes became watery.
"I was getting so bored actually" he said.
"so I came here" I said.
And he smiled at that I mean Peter Santiago just smiled instead of pulling his stupid smirk.
"lets watch a movie " I said.
" we don't have a TV" he said.
"but I do have my laptop " I said.
" yayyyyyy Mavis saves the day" He cheered.
I opened my laptop. After opening it. I thought of all the places in this room I could sit on and watch movie with him.
"come on" he said gesturing towards the bed on which he was lying.
"are you sure"
"definitely" he said and moved a bit to the left leaving me some space.
I picked my laptop up and walked towards the bed.
We argued for some time about the movie until we came across one that was loved by both of us. "top gun"
I played the movie and sat back. Peter's arm snaked around my shoulder and his other hand pushed my head on his shoulder.
I put my head there for the rest of the movie. It was the best movie ever.
After some time we both were asleep. This I know because. The idiot nurse came and told us that now Peter could go home.
I picked up all of my stuff. So did Peter.
"are you sure you can drive? " I asked.
" dead sure" he said.
"OK then I will be following the lead" I said.
"yes mama! " he said and rolled his eyes.
I smiled in victory.
We drove to our apartments.
Once we were there. Peter was at his door and so was I. He came to me and told me that the guy who had put aunt in jail was Brooks. Can you believe it Brooks....... I nodded he hugged me whispering thanks in my ear.
I stared at him, shocked by what happened.
I opened the door of my apartment and saw a silhouette of a man. I hadn't stepped in my apartment yet. I stepped back and knocked on Peter's door.
"hey........are you alright?"
"Peter I think there is someone in my apartment"
He looked at me for a second then went back in the apartment leaving me there. After a minute he walked back but this time He was having a pistol in his hand.
"come on" he said.
He asked me for the key. I gave him that.
He opened the door but there was no one inside now. He looked around but found nobody.
"babe are you sure you saw......... " he stopped because he had noticed something.
A paper.
There was a picture of Tobin printed on it and with a red marker" Mavis enough with the games. Come on the next flight to Chicago other wise this boy this oh-so-precious-boy will die. It's up to you Mavis. Love uncle Brooks" was written on it.
I looked here and there and saw a ticket neatly placed on my chest of drawers.
"shit shit shit shit! " I exclaimed running my hand through my hair.
" hey Mav think of the questions I ask you and reply huh? "
" sure" i said absentmindedly.
"when was the last time some guy from them came to you and asked you to submit yourself" he asked.
"the night we went to the pub"
"OK..... Wait where the hell was i" he said exasperated.
"you were drunk" I said.
"shit.. I am sorry" he said.
"no problem"
"now what am I supposed to do? " I said.
" look I have got this idea. You call the number of Brooks. Tell him that you will come tomorrow morning. By that time I will call my company and tell them to set the date of tomorrow. You go submit yourself to Brooks by that time the hearing will be over and hopefully we will get Brooks and then send him to jail. What do you say? "
" sounds like a plan"
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Teen FictionMavis Steve is a girl in high school with very modern parents, because of a school assignment she is supposed to go to London and her parents dont know about it. but, something happens and changes her 'lost' fate