SURPRISE CHAPTER! I had it written ready to go and I'm ahead with my writing, so I decided I would post this earlier than Saturday. It's not super long, but I hope you love it!
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Sunday morning and I woke up in my bed. What. I didn't fall asleep in bed. I checked and found myself in my pj's like normal. So there wasn't a creeper in my house, thank fuck. Then I recalled Jude being here and spending time with him downstairs, just chatting like he never died. He must've carried me up here. Damn it, it could not be healthy for me to spend so much time with a dead guy. But then I remembered Brody. Ah, fuck it, I do what I want.
A yawn stretched my throat and I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I vaguely remembered the fact my brother was home. Until I smelled the amazing aroma of bacon floating into my bedroom. Best. Bro. Ever. Swiftly, I got up, brushed my hair and put it up, Jude must've taken it out for me last night. I can never sleep if my hair is up. It's just too uncomfortable for me. I checked my phone for any new messages as every teenager does first thing in the morning these days. There was only one text from Tom. Warily, I opened it and read it. He was asking me to meet him at the hospital outside Oliver's room at eleven. The time currently was only nine-thirty. So I had plenty of time to get ready and more importantly, eat.
Clomping down the stairs so Adam had plenty of warning and didn't end up throwing the frypan at me, it's happened before, I found breakfast almost ready to eat. I should bring Adds home more often. He makes me food now and doesn't try to kill me with it. Bonus. He smiled at me, a guarded smile at that. His eyes flicked down to my hand and he raised his eyebrows at me before returning to his professional bacon making. I raised my right hand up and noticed the ring from Jude. It was still on my hand. I didn't have the willpower to remove it yet. I knew that now.
"What are your plans today Ter?" Gobsmacked at how he spoke so fluently with a mouthful of bacon, I grinned.
"Tom wants to meet me at the hospital. We're gonna visit Oliver." I took my own mouthful of egg and bacon, groaning and how yummy fried food was.
Adds hummed. "Okay. Oliver is that dorky little guy who you hung out with occasionally right? The one with the guitar always on him?"
I nodded, forking another mouthful in. "That's the one!"
"Eww gross, you're supposed to be the girl," he teased. I just opened my mouth even more in response, showing him all the lovely half chewed food in there. Mature people right here.
Again, he finished before me and put everything where it was supposed to go.
"I'm off to grab some groceries from the store, since you seem to live off two minute noodles and EasyMac." I grinned sheepishly at him in reply.
"Why cook when you can have food within five minutes?" He smacked me in the side of the head.
"Anyway, I'm going to the shops then I don't know, I'll find something to entertain myself while I'm out."
"Sounds good Adds. I guess I'll be home whenever I'm home. Don't wait up. I mean you won't have to, I'll be home before dinner most likely.." I trailed off. An idea just popped into my head.
"Oh my god! We have to have a party! Dad told me to actually while they're gone. They'll be back next Sunday. Sooooo, Friday night partay?" I pleaded with him. He looked so much like Dad in that moment, it was uncanny. But I knew my brother. He was the party type in high school. I doubted that had changed at uni.
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The Boy With Green Eyes
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