Hey y'all! Sorry this took so long for me to write, I was super busy with cheerleading camp and it left me super tired after it so I had no energy to write :( Also, I had a touch of writer's block haha, but I worked through it. The way that I wrote this story is that I wrote a bunch of chapters toward the end of it, and now I have to figure out how to connect them all. But no worries, I'll get it done. I also started doing some more work on Lone Dancer and the editing of Ring Around, but I can't post any of it until this story is done, so hang in there!!
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed last chapter. This one's half a filler again, but the ending is where it was fun to write :) It's nice and semi-long, sopefully everyone enjoys! Don't be afraid to comment and vote if you liked :)
Enjoy!
xoxo,
Morgan
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The next couple of days go by in a blur. It's the same each time - wake up in my own bed, eat breakfast, lay around for a few hours. Then, I have to get dressed and go to work, which thankfully takes up a lot of time. When I get home, I shower and change into pajamas, eat a late dinner, go to sleep, and repeat the whole thing.
Thursday starts just like all the rest of them. I wake up in my own bed, my feet tangled in my covers. Winter's starting to pick up, the November air cooling rapidly. Today's temperature is going to be around forty degrees, but it's not like it would bother me as much as it would the humans.
Sitting up out of bed, I check the time on my phone to see that it's eleven twenty-six in the morning. When I unlock it, the first thing I see is that I have a missed call from my mother. Intrigued, I see that she called about an hour ago and decide I might as well call her back.
"Hello?" My mother answers on the third ring.
"Hi Mom," I say. "Sorry you missed me, I was asleep when you called. What's up?"
"I missed you," she answers. "We haven't talked in over a month because the service is so awful here."
"Where are you now?" I ask, curious.
"Somewhere in Belgium," she grumbles. "I just want to go to London already, but it's our last stop. I promised your father that I would let him take his pictures, so here we are. We're traveling back to England in a few days, and then we'll be there for two weeks. After that, we'll be home!"
"I haven't seen you in forever," I say, longing for my mom's famous hot chocolate. I even miss the way she hugs me, letting me tuck myself away in her arms.
"It's been much too long," my mother agrees. "What's going on in Denver, darling?"
"It's ben good," I say. "Really good."
"What's been going on? I haven't been talking to anyone from Mistwater in so long!"
I sigh. "Mom, I would tell you, but I'm not in the mood. I'm really angry with Zack."
"Why?" she asks, curious.
"He keeps things from me," I say vaguely. "Can I call you back later? I have to be at work soon."
I hear her sigh. "Alright, Teresa. I love you."
"Love you too Mom," I say. "Bye."
The call ends as I walk down the stairs to get something to eat. I mean, don't get me wrong. I love my mom, I do, but I just wasn't in the mood to talk to her. Especially about Zack. Even though it's been four days, my anger hasn't lessened. If anything, it's grown. He hasn't tried to apologize for his actions or defend his reasoning in any way, shape, or form since our last argument. Honestly, it just infuriates me that he doesn't see how he's in the wrong - doesn't he see that you can't hide something that major from a person, especially since it concerns them?
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