hAon Déag - Death

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Theas POV

After Kay and Nash literally dragged poor Taylor up the stairs, everyone sat around confused as fuck.

"What the hell was that?" Carter asked Arron, his eyes wide as a house.

I shrugged. "They suddenly became best friends. Yay pray for Taylor, no one could survive them two for too long" Shawn nodded sadly and his head hung low. "Ah, Don't worry Shawn it'll be okay! We can find a replacement Taylor"

Everyone glared at me so I put my hands up in surrender. "Fine! I'll go and make sure he's alive."

I lifted myself from the couch and slowly made my way up stairs, trying to lengthen out my time so I don't have to speak to them.

I was about to knock until I heard them talking.

"How did he find out?"

"He found the birth certificate"

Birth certificate? Maybe it's about how they found out that Cameron's da was also Kayleigh's da. But that's like, three years ago so I say they're over it now. And who the hell is 'he'? It could be Gilinsky, or that soon-to-be-murdered Stone, could even be another guy she was fucking. Or her da. Maybe she's fucking her da! Okay maybe not.

But still.

"What has that got to do with it, what was written on it?"

Written on it? So it must have been a name or something. Maybe about the birth parents or what Kayleigh's middle name is.

Maybe it's not Kayleigh's birth cert though. Maybe it's mine!

"Thalia G Dallas"

Okay maybe it's not mine.

***

The next day I was up early. Well, I was awake late/up early. The only way I can get up early is if I pull an all-nighter. And I don't know why but I am way less tired after pulling an all-nighter than getting the 'recommended' 9 hours, or even 12.

I tip toed down the hall, opening everyone's door silently. Standing back at the top of the hall, I cleared my throat.

"WAKE UP ITS A BEAUTIFUL MORNING! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Groans were heard and curses erupted from the rooms. "Shut up!"

When everyone, except Shawn because he's a legend, failed to rise and shine, I went to plan B.

Don't worry, I know some of them like to sleep, so I have plans A-Z. I didn't do the letter O though. Never really liked that letter.

Me and Shawn separated into different rooms, him taking one side of the hallway, me on the other.

We sprayed everyone with the water guns, soaking them into they screamed and couldn't walk without sounding like a penguin with flippers.

It finally took to plan H to draw everyone out of their rooms and stand in front of me.

"What is it?" Arron groaned as he wiped his eyes.

"You're dead" I said blandly.

"What?" Carter questioned.

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