"yeah it's fine mom there's a oven pizza in the freezer. i'll survive two hours alone... i know it's christmas eve. yes, when you get home we'll have a nice time. i'll see you later, i love you." drew hangs up the house phone and places it back on the counter. he contemplates making a pizza he doesn't want just so his mom doesn't worry about him later, but decides against it.
drew hikes up the stairs to his room to throw himself onto his bed. he sits up and walks over to his hamster named humphrey's cage to feed him a small treat. he watches as the small animal shoves the blueberry into his cheek pocket then runs into his plastic house. drew rolls his eyes, hamsters are boring.
drew flips his radio on and tunes into his favorite station right as his favorite 50 cent song was coming on. "and here's 50 cent's 21 questions!" the radio man announces as if it was his accomplishment. drew lays back down on his bed and stares at the glow in the dark stars taped to the ceiling above him.
i need to see you and feel you next to me...
and i like your smile...
drew shuts his eyes tightly when he realizes who he's thinking about.
if i was hit and i was hurt would you be by my side?
drew feels a tear roll down his cheek, she wouldn't... she wouldn't... no one would. no one did. i have. no one...
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"drew! im home baby!" drew hears his mom call up the stairs. he dries his face and flips his pillow to hide the tear marks. he sits up and sniffs, "i'm in my room momma!" he watches as momma peeks her head in and sees he's been crying, "oh, baby, what's wrong?" momma pulls him close to her. he cries harder into her chest sending his body shaking.
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blurry nights
Fiction générale"my skin is dark as night, but you're the one with constellations across yours"
