The Dishonored Heroes

Chapter 10

(Chloe)

I wake up with a gasp. I see Mia in her bed, still asleep. I also see Maybelen, Elena, and Ashlynn asleep in their beds too. I get up and sneak to Daniel's room. I see that Daniel is asleep in his bed. I then tiptoe to the boys room. I open the door a crack and see Jeff and Jev asleep in their beds too with their pillows on the floor. I don't see Peter in his bed though. But his blankets are all messed up and everywhere on the bed and halfway hanging off the bed. I close the door quietly and run through the top floor of the house. I finally get to the balcony overhanging the garden. I peek through the glass doors and see Peter outside on the balcony leaning on the railing. I quietly open the doors and step onto the cold cement flooring. Peter turns his head to look over his right shoulder. I realise a small sigh and walk up to the railing.

"Couldn't sleep?" I ask as I hold onto the railing.

"I kind of slept, but I had a bad dream." Peter says as he looks away from me and towards the ever growing flowers.

"Me too. What was yours about?" I whisper.

"Elena was stabbed by Maybelen but then Elena stabbed Maybelen. Maybelen then ran to Daniel's room where she was later found by Elena and Daniel." Peter says and sighs.

"Oh I had the same dream as you. But I don't quite remember it all." I say. Peter doesn't look at me but he does stare out in space. I sigh and walk over to the doors. Peter grabs my wrist and turns toward me.

"Why don't you blame me for the bad dream?" Peter asks and pulls me into a hug.

"It would be silly to blame you for something that was just a bad dream." I say and stand there for a second, not wanting to move. I hug Peter back and close my eyes. Peter lays his head on top of mine and I suddenly feel something wet and cold drip onto my arm. The clouds open up and it starts to downpour heavily. Peter let's go of me and runs towards the doors. He opens them and rushes inside. I follow soon afterward and close the doors.

"You okay?" Peter whispers and runs a hand through his soaked hair.

"Yeah, just cold and wet." I say shaking out my hair like a dog. Peter looks me up and down and blushes. I look down and see that the rain had soaked the clothing and made it stick to my skin. I gasp and look around for something to cover up with. Peter turns around and walks out of the room. I tiptoe out and follow Peter to his room. Peter opens the door to his room and walks in. I stand by the door frame and wait for Peter to get whatever he's getting from his room and come right back out. He comes out holding a black t-shirt. He hands it to me and I slip it on over my pajamas.

"Funny. That shirt looks giant on you." Peter chuckles.

"Well no duh, I'm smaller than you." I say as I run down the hall and to the kitchen. I hear Peter's bare feet slapping against the polished marble flooring. I barge into the kitchen and hide under the island in the middle of the kitchen. Peter walks into the kitchen and stands calmly by the door.

"Come out, come out where-ever you are." Peter says in a sing song type voice. Peter walks around the island and to the fridge, where he pulls out a thick slab of steak. My stomach growls and I slink out of my hiding space and crawl over to where Peter is sitting on the floor, legs crossed with the steak out in front of him. I grab the steak and bite into it. Peter chuckles and stands up. I finish eating the rest of my steak and stand up next to Peter. I walk over to the sink and wash my hands with Peter right behind me putting soap in his hands. We finish washing our hands and walk to the kitchen door. I walk to the library and Peter follows close behind. We walk into the library and Peter sits in a chair and starts reading a book that was on the table next to it. I browse the giant bookcase for a book.