Chapter 02

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We sat all cuddled up in Sebastian's couch. I rested my head on his shoulder, and kept stuffing popcorn in my mouth. We were watching some sick TV-show about teenagers partying the shit out of themselves.

I had gone with Sebastian to his place and stayed there the whole day. My parents weren't coming home until late, and I really didn't want to be alone after what had happened. 

Sebastian and I had tried to do fun things, to keep our minds out of the incident. It was hard, but since Sebastian was the best at making me laugh, he did a good job preventing me from worrying.

Now, though, while just sitting there, my mind just couldn't stand not thinking about it. 

I had witnessed a murder. I had seen a corpse. And a murderer. 

It was just so sick!

I moved closer to Sebastian, and snuggled up to him. He was taller than me, and it felt safe sitting next to him. It was like if the murderer came in, I would be safe, by just sitting next to him. 

I pulled the blanket up so that only my face was visible. 

Sebastian glanced down at me, his face serious. He pulled an arm around me, and rested his head on top of mine.

I guess he was thinking about it, too. 

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" His fingers gently played with a curl of my dark hair.

I sighed, "the incident."

"No shit," he giggled, "but, what about it? How are you feeling?"

I thought for a moment, before answering: "I'm just scared, I guess. I don't wanna go to school tomorrow..."

"It's the same for me, I'm also scared. I think I heard someone say that school was cancelled for a few days, the police needs to check it out and stuff."

I yawned, and suddenly realised how tired I was. What time was it? Eight? Nine? My eyelids felt heavy. 

"Wanna stay the night?" He asked, and let out a big yawn as well. 

I nodded, and fell asleep, resting on his shoulder. 


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"I got this feeling, inside my bones"

What? Oh god, please no.

"It goes electric, wavy, when I turn it on"

I groaned, and rolled over to my left, so that I was facing the wall.

"All through my city, all through my home"

Why was Sebastian like this? And why did I have to suffer like this?

"We're flying up, no ceiling, when we in our zone"

The music was loud, and I got more and more awake for each second passing by.

"I got that sunshine in my pocket
Got that good soul in my feet"

After a while I gave up. Sebastian wouldn't turn the music off until I was up and awake. He knew that I knew it.

I sat up and starred at the boy dancing and singing in front of me. The one and only friend of mine. I couldn't help but to smile.

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