Noahs Pov

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I woke up extra early to make myself a quick breakfast of toast and butter before my dad could wake up and see me. After that I started to clean the whole pack house. That was pretty hard and it was 3 floors and full of messy people. By the time I was finished it was time to make breakfast for everyone else. I started grilling sausages and bacon ash browns beans eggs and toast serving it out in massive portions for the hungry people to devour. While I was doing this I couldn't help but find myself thinking about Nova and her sister Diana. About how nova's sent had engulfed me and made me feel warm and tingly inside about how when we touched electric sparked and showered my arm with love and laughter. She made me soo happy. Soo happy even that I sometimes think that she could be my mate obviously though that was not possible I didn't deserve someone as pretty and as magnificent as her. Then there was Diana. She seemed nice just confused lost almost as if she didn't know where in life she was. I just really hope she took my warning for granted. I turned to pass the next plate to the person in line and looked up to see it was my brother Archer he was smiling and his eyes looked cloudy like he was in deep thought I coughed loudly to bring his attention to the plate in my hand. He blinked then did something I never expected him to do. He slapped me round the face
Hard. I fell to the floor my eyes filling with tears I couldn't belive it. I expected it from my dad and my good for nothing sister but not from him my own twin brother. He grabbed the plate and stormed out. For a second then I let it happen I let the last flames of fight slowly die out inside of me flickering until only the smallest ember was left. But that small ember stayed. It stayed and a clear image of nova's perfect face smiled at me urging me to live if not for me for her. And so I did with that face in mind was I only able to stand up wipe myself down and turn back to the stove like nothing happened. That face that kept that small ember burning and I know that is would be that face keeping that ember burning forever.

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