No Longer

Chapter 5

After some time on Minecraft, I got bored. I moved to survival to see if my bordem would grow wings and fly away. It didn't, they just grew roots and branches.

I checked the time. Pulling up the menu, I saw it was 10:46, Dzzzammmnn. I usually wasn't this tired so early. I turned of off the TV and Xbox, and grabbed my PJs. I got changed (in the bathroom, obviously) and grabbed my other necessities before curling into my fluffy wolf blanket.

I was falling asleep peacefully, even on this uncomfy couch. You could feel the springs pushing into your back, if you sat on it yourself. Poke. A finger touched my shoulder. I shooshed it away. Again, Poke. I turned to see Axyn.

His gray eyes stared intently into mine. They begged, and I knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to get me to sleep with him, but in a friendly way. We were best friends, and it couldn't get any weirder. It was at weird level infinity - I think.

I rolled my eyes and let a smile roll onto my face. I nodded, and he smiled back. His smile was mischievous, but I liked it. I stretched for my pillow and blanket, but Axyn wouldn't let me. I guess I'm sharing with him. But I'd still try. I started to punch him, fighting for my pillow and blanket needs.

He flinched somewhat at my attacks, but still kept walking. He looked down at me and gave me a look. I knew what he meant. Ifyoukeeppunchingme, Icoulddropyoufromaflinch.

That was true.

So I stayed still.

Axyn patted me on my head, as if I was dog. I punched his shoulder playfully, and he feinted him dropping me. But my body did not make contact with the floor, since he didn't actually do it.

We were down in the basement, which was his room. It was not a dirt cellar, but a carpeted and walled basement. That was a good thing about this house. It was his room, and his room only. Plus it stayed nice and clean, no matter how poor they were.

He placed me on his bed, and I curled up. His bed was comfy too. I curled up in his blanket, and laid my head on his second pillow. He turned off the light suddenly, and crawled up next to me.

(Axyn's POV)

As I lay next to Kaylee, running my fingers across her forehead softly, I think about stuff. But mainly questions popped up in my head. Most had answers.

Q: Should I start talking again?
A: Yes, I really need to get over this anxiety. I'll start with family and Kaylee. Tomorrow. Slowly but surely.

Q: What do I want to become?
A: If I weren't so quiet, I would try to use my talents somehow. Like singing, or acting.

Q: What do I think of Kaylee?
A: Well...that's for another day...not today.

Q: When will she get her voice back?
A: I dunno, but I know she always hoped to be famous. A singer.

Q: Do I think Christmas will be good this year?
Definitely. I understand we're poor, but it's still good and all. Our 'father' buys us gifts too.

Q: What do I want for Christmas?
I can't tell you. Or I won't get it.

Soon she fell asleep, and her breathing slow. I smiled, and she smiled back, as if she knew. Or she was having a good dream.

I wrapped my arms around her and held her for a while. Only if I could stay like this forever, but I can't. I felt my eyes start to droop.

Only if.

A/N: Hello! I hope you are enjoying the story so far! :) Unfortunately, I accidentally posted Chapter 6 as it's own story...whoops. Sorry for the inconvinence! So, read that before continuing on.