"YOU DIDNT SAVE ME!! None of you gave a fuck about me and I was left alone for six months with no one but coldness and darkness. You speak so highly of being strong? You couldn't protect your sister from being kidnapped and used like the marijuana y...
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Luke I woke up feeling groggy, I could taste Leah's hair in my mouth. Shoving her aside she let out a groan and hugged my neck bringing herself closer to me. She hated sleeping by herself, and loved sleeping with me. Not that I was complaining, maybe It'd be easier if I wasn't coughing hair balls every morning. Caressing her arms for a few moments I got up and washed my face.
Sara was acting weirdly yesterday, getting drunk and wanting to have fun. The last time she did that was when Trent the fucker stabbed Charles. It took all of me and Charles to restrain ourselves from killing that cockroach in his sleep. He started visiting her room more often, always walking past us like we were his bitches. When Sara wasn't home he'd make a statement acting like our boss.
Sara is and always will be our leader.
When the two of us were on the streets she acted like a mother, she made sure I ate 60% of what food we had, made sure I used her thighs as my pillow and her jacket as my blanket. I wouldn't realise until I woke up that she adjusted my head to sleep on her while she stayed awake. She was an insomniac freak but she was the most selfless person in the world,
Sozs Mother Teresa isn't in this world anymore.
After washing my face I headed to the kitchen, welcomed to the scent of food. Pizza? Omg she made food?! Digging into her goddess cooking skills I recalled the last time Leah cooked for the gang.
I came with food poisoning cause she mistook some chemical for saffron spray. As if you'd need it anyways In roast chicken or whatever the fuck she made. Sara however was, as I said the reigning queen of cooking. Her and Charles were amazing in the kitchen. Seriously though if I wasn't in love with Leah I'd chase after Sara.
Taking my third bite I saw Charles staring at the wall. Weird dude. "Charlie she made us food" I stated energetically eating as much as I can. Wait shit I shouldn't eat all of it.
"She left us a note" Charles replied. I groaned and walked towards him, shoving the pizza crust down. There were white envelopes plastered to the door, one for each of us, our names written in black permanent marker. Taking mine off the wall I opened the envelop tinting it with my greasy hands.
"Money?!" It came with a note.
Dear Luke,
I know your secret you little bastard. Take her out on a good date and make sure you don't stuff it up! She loves the restaurant called The Black, she orders the linguini with red wine! Do it in a setting like that! And wear a suit!!
Love, Sara
Shit she knew! Looking at the cash she wants me to get a suit and take Leah out. Easy enough. Looking up at Charles he was glaring at his paper, waiting for it to light up?
