Chapter 41: I don’t care anymore!
Wednesday, May 18 2016, 9:52pm
Drake’s P.O.V
I can hear loads of noise downstairs, it has woke me up. I try to get back to sleep, but I hear footsteps coming up the stairs, that person peered into my room, it was Angel. I quickly shut my eyes, so it looks like I’m sleeping.
I listen more to the noise downstairs. Sophie is talking to Angel; he has just done something wonderful, according to her. I don’t even care what it is but he must have powers like her.
I don’t know why I’m being like this lately I feel like I’m hating my family, and I don’t like having to be careful about what I think.
I’ve gotta be careful cause Sophie can read minds. I don’t like one bit of it, I should have a right to think without my mind being read every ten seconds, I mean... how would they like it if I was reading their mind every ten seconds, or every time something new pops into mind. There is no need for it, why would they do it to me; I don’t see Sophie doing it so Angel, or Scarlet. So why do it to me?
Anyway, back to listening to conversations. There’s something wrong with Scarlet. I laugh, I mean what isn’t wrong with Scarlet these days, it seems like everything is wrong with her. All the moaning and asking for things and more moaning there is always something wrong.
I can hear Sophie. She is telling me to come downstairs, but I don’t want to get up out of my comfy, delightfully warm bed. I am trying to get back to sleep, I want to be settled down never mind sorting my daughter out why can’t Sophie do it, even Scarlet, I’m sure she can sort herself out?
I sigh, get up out of bed and wander downstairs. I notice that they’re all in the master living room.
“Sophie I don’t care about Scarlet, there is always something wrong with her, when is there never anything wrong? I don’t understand what’s so important that you woke me up for!” I finally confess to Sophie.
“Drake, I want you out of this house right now, go upstairs and pack your things.” Sophie sobs, I just laugh in my head.
I go upstairs and pack everything I have and throw the two bags down the stairs then skip down them happily waving my head side to side. Then I realise I don’t want to leave, I’m leaving my family, my only son and only daughter. I’ll have no one to love.
“I’m sorry Sophie, take me back please!” I beg. She shakes her head at me and I grab my things and leave the house with a guilty look on my face.
