The cold reality

Chapter 7

Bambi💯🔥🔝

     It is 1am already, why are my eyes still wide open, they wouldn't close up no matter how hard i tried.
      Different thoughts roamed my mind but the strange part is i wasn't thinking about Scott.
   I mean of course i was but not as much as i ought to.
No, i was thinking of "THE BLACK HAIRED STRANGER". He looked so foreign, so deliciously pretty yet dangerous.
All which were no good for me.
    No! I practically yelled at myself, get yourself together, you probably won't even see him ever again , i said to myself in a whisper, feeling a little bit gloomy.
 
   I tossed and churned on my bed trying to find a comfortable spot but it was no use, the mysterious creature had invaded my mind.
     I got off my bed, suddenly feeling hungry, i stepped out of my room,trying to be as quiet as possible. I walked through the dark passage with only one thought on my mind, "food".
  
     How could you! I heard someone say, trying to sound as gentle and soft as possible but unfortunately failed. Wait, i know that voice, it belongs to her., "mother".
    I am sorry Anne, a voice replied in an emotionless tone, he made his words sound like it was said with no feeling whatsoever. I gasped, Dad!.

I moved closer to my parents bedroom door but i didn't hear a word, just silence.
  Oh well, that's how they are, they never fought for too long.
I believe in their love, it made me feel safe knowing no matter how fucked life gets they always will be together and that brought me peace.

  I slowly backed away, making my way to the kitchen, i spotted left over lasagna on the kitchen counter. I ate to my hearts content, maybe a little too much.
I made my way up the stairs and straight to my room.
  I settled myself on my bed and almost immediately i felt sleep crawling towards me. I smiled and with that i fell deep into a sleep filled with tranquility.

  Sorry this is a rilly late update, my sincere apologies. I noticed reads re goin low. Please gv TCR a chance. Thanks.
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