Wynter Nox is just trying to get through high school without too much drama. With his best friends River, Tamir and Corrie, the quartet do their best to get through whatever it is senior year will throw at them-- clubs tryouts, the SAT, and the foot...
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Chapter Eleven | Orange
I wake up with a confused look on my face as I take in my surroundings. My hands run across the velvet couch, and that's when I remember I'm at Declan's house. I could hear his deep voice from beside me as I still laid down in the fettle position with the blankets over me.
I sit up, drag my feet off the couch, and rub my knuckles onto my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. Catching his attention, he turns to me. His face quickly forming into a toothy grin.
"About damn time your ass is up," He said. Bartholomew sat in his lap as he feed him a bottle. "I thought you'd never wake up. I was about to check your pulse."
"What time is it?" I asked, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.
Declan reached to his side and looked at his phone. "It's ten minutes till ten." He told.
I removed the blankets from around me, stretching one last time. Looking over at Declan I spotted the ice-pack he has resting upon his ankle.
"Your ankle still hurting?" I asked.
He shook his head, removing Bartholomew from his lap. "I can walk just fine now, but coach texted me this morning and told me to place some ice on it to make the swelling go down. He also told me I should put pressure on when I'm comfortable, so I was thinking of taking a walk around later."
I sent him a nod, before I started to look around for my phone. I know my was probably blowing me up with text messages asking how I was doing. Unlocking my phone I was quite surprised to see my mother didn't leave me not one message or phone call.
Well it's just fuck me, huh?
Putting my phone back down, I turned to see Declan nose practically touching mine. His dark-brown eyes locking mine, and I blinked, the remembrance of last nights dream filling my mind.
