Maya's pov
As expensive as this house probably is, they didn't do a very good job insulating the walls. You can hear a penny drop in the living room all the way up in my room.
I have a feeling dad's here. Or maybe mom's just having a conversation with herself pretending to be my dad. That would be pretty strange so I'm really hoping it's dad.
All weird thoughts aside I never knew mom worried that much about me. I mean I think I'm okay. Like there's nothing seriously wrong with me. She is just stressing to much.
It's kind of strange that I know so little about her. Not that she was around that much anyways but shouldn't a kid know a little something about their mother.
It's really hard to stay mad at my mother because even if she screws up she really had her best intentions most of the time.
I don't want her to think she's screwing me up. Because she's not. Not to sound too arrogant but I do pretty well in school, I kick butt in gymnastics and I try to keep my head straight. Except for right now, I've been staying up all night these past few days and it's been taking a toll on me. So I lay back down to fall asleep.
Demi's pov
"I was face-timing Maya before she went to sleep" Wilmer speaks.
"Oh" I say.
"Yeah, she said you weren't feeling good and you didn't have dinner. But you don't look sick." He says looking straight through my lie.
"I mean I said I didn't feel good and I don't. I don't feel sick but like you know."
"No I don't know Dems."
"I just. I can't go to the gym or anything and I don't know I guess-"
"That's no excuse and you know it." He says.
"Yeah but I was tired too, you left and I just wasn't feeling it." That was the truth. I'll just eat in the morning.
"You know you're beautiful right?" Wilmer asks.
I nod so I don't get a long speech about 'it's what's on the inside that matters' or whatever.
"Okay, let's go to sleep and we'll all have breakfast in the morning." Wilmer says.
I just nod again. Wilmer gets comfy under the bed and I try to do the same but I just can't fall asleep. I stare up at the ceiling but sleep just doesn't take over me.
Truth is I guess I'm just afraid to go to sleep. Ever time I had fallen asleep in the last few days I awake from a nightmare.
I let out a huff that maybe wakes Wilmer up. He puts his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I know that should make me feel secure but it doesn't.
I slowly try to pull away without him noticing. He gives me a look of hurt but let's go. Right now the last thing I care about is his feelings. I just want to get some sleep to forget about everything but everything keeps repeating in my dream.
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Short chapter, sorry guys but an update was long over due
School is keeping me so busy
More updates from in the summer hopefully
It would be so amazing if u guys could check out my other story 'Escape' and a short drabble I wrote called 'Aftermath'! It would mean so much to me and make me so happy :D
Thanks for reading
