Adeline|New Hope Club|Blake Richardson|

4: Sienna

The next morning, Blake groaned when he realized last night hadn't been a dream. He actually did see Adeline and she really did run away from him. He was in a foul mood, to say the least. Ask he walked down the stairs, he could hear Reece's voice mingling with his mum's. The smell of breakfast helped alleviate some of him grumpiness but there was still a bit too much left. 

Blake sat down at the island and looked at how good of a mood Reece was in and it make him jealous. Everything seemed to be going great in the boy's life while Blake's was going into to the gutter. Reece got a call and excused himself from the conversation with the biggest smile on his face. Blake made a mental note to ask Reece what's got him in such a good mood later. With the kitchen containing only Blake and his mum, he decided to ask her a few questions.

"Hey mum," he started and his mum looked away from the pan in front of her and at him, "Can I ask you a few things?"

"Of course, love," she replied, turning off the stove, sensing this was going to be a bit of a long conversation with the help of Blake's tone, "It's about Adeline, isn't it?"

"How'd you know?" Blake questioned, earning a quirked brow from his mum.

"I'm your mum, I know everything," she smiled, giving him a shrug as she did so, "Or Reece told me about last night. How's your hand, by the way? I can't believe you hit Brooks. He's a good lad, if you'd ever taken the time to get to know him. I should know, I taught him."

"Of course he told you," Blake groaned, slightly annoyed by his best mate's tendency to talk too much, "And it's fine, just a bit sore. I know Brooks is a good guy, mum. I was just mad."

"I understand that you were mad, Blake," Soulla frowned looking at her son; she hated seeing him like this, "But violence is never the answer. I thought your dad and I taught you that."

"You did," he pleaded, wanting to get to the heart of the matter, "I'll apologize to him, alright? Now can I ask you about Adeline, please?"

"Alright, alright," she agreed, sitting down across from her son, "What do you want to know exactly?"

"So I've gathered that Adeline's back," he said, looking at the woman he cared for most, "Where'd she go in the first place? Did you know she came back? Is that who you were talking about the other day? Have you spoken to her? Or Sienna? Is she alright? Does Adeline hate me?"

"Slow down, love," Soulla was overwhelmed with how many questions her son had, "Sienna and I agreed to let the two of you work it out yourselves. And it's Adeline's business so when she wants to tell you she will. But yes, she was the one I was talking about. And I really don't know her feelings towards you, Blake. You two need to work it out but give her some time, alright? It's been difficult for her. You should know better than anyone else about that."

Blake nodded, knowing his mum was right. She went back to cooking him breakfast and as soon as it was on the table, she told him that there were some errands for her to run and left with a swift click of the front door. Blake didn't have much of an appetite anymore and he stared at the plate. He remembered whenever Adeline had spent the night, she'd get up extra early to cook him breakfast. Most of the time it was rubbish but he ate it anyway to see the smile on her face. He missed that smile.

He took a few bites but decided that everything was too tasteless to finish. Going back upstairs, Blake took a shower before deciding to go for a walk. He checked in on George and Reece before he left and found George still asleep with drool falling down his chin. Blake snapped a picture and posted it before leaving the room. Reece was nowhere to be found and Blake found that odd. It's not like Reece knew too many people in Macclesfield and usually he'd tell at least him or George where he was headed to. Blake shrugged to himself and took off on foot, making sure the door was closed behind him.