Misunfortunate

14 - Making Progress

Nick's POV

Preparing myself to ask Len if I could do track was harder than I thought.

There were times where I was like 'okay, now, go, just don't think about it, just go' but then I was like 'he might still be mad from earlier, I'll wait another 15 minutes.'

You see this when on for another 3 hours on top of the other 2 I had previously waited after his little rampage.

I have now built up enough courage to talk to him, it's just maintaining that courage that is the issue.

"Len?" I walked up to where he was sitting with the sheet of paper.

"What do you want?" He looked up at me and that's when the courage went down. As soon as I made eye contact I regretted even retrieving the letter.

I was ready to abort the mission but I was too far in to stop now.

"I was eh, I was wondering if, if you could sign this sheet for me. It's uhh, for running every Tuesday after school from 3:35 til 5. I, I wanted to know if I could join? I just need consent" I braced myself for the worst, taking a deep breath.

He looked up and took the sheet from my hands. He thought for a bit.

"I'll inform Clara, pass me that pen on the table" I did as I was told with a smile on my face.

"Every Tuesday? Let's change the rules up a little, don't come back til 7. I can get the guys round and there will be a couple hour gap without you until you make your unfortunate return. If you come back any time after 7:30, or if you come back before 7 there will be consequences " he signed it and passed it onto me.

Even though there's a few hours where I can't actually come home, it's worth it. It's kinda stupid though. He thinks I'm a burden if I come back before the set time yet gives a specific time for me to be home by. I know it's just another excuse for him to hurt me but still.

The whole point of this was to get more time away from them so I guess that's actually worked in my favor.

I'm happy anyway. I get to do track. I've come to the realization that I actually kind of enjoy running and am looking forward to joining this team.

I don't actually have to interact with people, do I? Let's hope not.

***

To be honest, at school, I was actually excited for once. Track seemed to sound more and more appealing to me as the day went on and finally it was time.

Although when I stepped out of the changing room I saw Oli, Andy, Adam and Dan.

Oh yeah.

I forgot they go.

Oh well, I'm here to have fun, not feel annoyed at stupid things I didn't think about before making irrational decisions.

As I was running, the 4 boys I saw earlier came up to be, running beside. I rolled my eyes as they began to speak.

"Joined the track club then?" Oli spoke, trying to catch his breath.

"No I just decided to run with them today" I spoke sarcastically making Adam snort, earning a slap from Oli.

"Listen. I know you like to ignore us. I know you don't want us to help you. But you seem like a cool dude and we want you to have friends, so please warm up to us" Andy explained.

"And how do you expect me to do that" we stopped running, just now standing at the side of the track trying to catch our breaths.

"Here's a deal. How about, you hang out with us on Friday at whoever's house we're going to. If you hate it, if you don't have a fun time, tell us, and we'll never bother you again, we'll leave you to your own accord" dan explained.

"And if I enjoy it?" I don't know why I was going along with this, it's like my body was doing these things without my brains consent.

"Then you let us in, you let us help you and you let us be friends with you" I looked to the side, thinking of the answer.

"What do you say?" Adam pushed, let me think Jesus Christ.

To be honest, I don't know why I said it, I don't know why I even considered it, but I said yes, although it was very hesitant. Even though there were so many things in my head telling me not to, there was just something about these guys that made me feel so

Safe?

I don't know why, and I don't know how it ended up like this. They all smiled at my answer.

"Meet us at the dead tree outside the building after school on Friday, bring some stuff, we'll have a good time I promise" was the last thing said before they sprinted away.

I began running again, a slight smile lacing my features.

Why did I do that? Why did I accept? But also, why am I not regretting it? I'm never like this, so I'm questioning what's going on, but I don't hate it.

I finished my training and took a walk around the neighborhoods to collect my thoughts. Since I have 2 hours to do anything I just used that time to think.

Why am I smiling?

Why am I excited?

Why am I wanting these people to be my friends?

***

So uh

Sorry.

'Tis been a while hasn't it 😂

So, I genuinely thought no one was readying this, but then I got a lovely comment from @iwritesomebookstoo and I felt really bad for not updating.

So, a few things:

I will try to update this book, however since it's been a while a lot has changed, for example, my motivation for writing this book has gone wayyyyy down, hense me starting a new book which I love writing.

Another thing is my writing style has changed, I highkey don't like writing in POV, but since that's how the book started, I kind of have to finish it like that, but I now write in 3rd person.

Since my motivation for this book is deteriorating by the day, I don't know how active I'll be on this. Again I'll try my best to get chapters out, but I can't promise they will be quick.

Sorry again, and I hope this wasn't too rushed xxx