Deanna's pov
I sat down on the couch handed Pete a Pepsi. I had just gotten us each one from the kitchen. Patrick and Liz are in the hall plotting. They think I don't know. But I do. It's painfully obvious. Well to me. I'm pretty sure Pete has no idea still. He thanked me before asking,
"So what's your family life like?"
"What'd your family life like?" I retaliated.
He looked down chuckling before saying, "Dysfunctional. My parents are always fighting. Only give a shit about my grades. That's it. Really. Other then that I can do whatever."
He's hiding something. He looked up at me and smiled, "Your turn."
I sighed and looked down saying, "My mom's terminal has 2 months to live. End of story."
Patrick put his arm around my shoulders in a sorta awkward sideways hug whispering, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I'm okay but thanks. Just don't tell anyone. No one else knows."
He nodded and Liz walked back in with Patrick. I smiled and asked,
"You 2 have fun plotting?"
Patrick laughed and Pete gave me a question look as Elizabeth yelled,
"Shut up! No freaking comment!"
I gave her a toothy smile and she pulled out a nerf gun and shot at me. I dove behind the couch before the dart could get me. I pulled my nerf gun out of my bag and shot at her and moved before shutting the light. I crouched and stayed quiet and waited for my eyes to adjust. Once I could see shapes and tell who was who I shot at Elizabeth before quietly racing to the stairs. I slipped into the secret room that only me and Liz know about. I heard her running up and down the steps. As the past the door I opened it and grabbed her ankle. She screamed and turned on the light. I slipped out of the room and raced down the steps. I slipped on the 3rd to last step and Patrick caught me. Pete glared at him and I hugged him saying,
"Thank you."
He smiled and Liz slipped down the steps. I raced to catch her. I caught her but I slipped and fell into the wall. I hit my back really hard; on a bruise I got last night. I bit my lip to make sure no sounds escaped me signalling I was in pain. Patrick had caught Elizabeth and him and Pete both tried to catch me but they didn't. I slid down the wall slightly and Pete asked,
"You okay?" I nodded and he carefully helped me up. I took a step before wincing. Pete noticed and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the hallway bathroom. He locked the door and leaned against it. I faced him and he ordered,
"Show me your back."
