24 Hours

Chapter 9

Edited Feb. 24, 2015

Song is Curious by Harrison Hudson

~MJ~

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Mona-

That was a lot to take in.

Woah.

After Bart and I fell asleep again, I stood and touched my way to the wall, following it untill I came to the huge clock with red lights, I looked closely, we have less than 11 hours left.

I felt my stomach grumble again, since I burned my hand and Bart's head we didn't eat. I slowly made my way to the kitchen and felt around the cabinets.

"Score!" I whisper shout finding fruity pebbles cereal. My favorite! I feel around for a bowl and spoon, than I look in the fridge for milk. Once I had all the contents I put my cereal together and sat at the table eating quietly. Missing my mouth now and then, ugh.

This is such a strange situation, I mean, I hated this guy at first, he was a tool. Now? I'm not sure what I feel about him, but it's anything but hatred and anger. Maybe love? No! I can't, Mr. Herz said, Do Not Fall In Love. I've never broken a rule in my life.

I stopped thinking about that, realizing I was voicing my thoughts. I really hope Bart didn't hear me, I tense up holding my bowl until I hear a light snore from Bart and relax exhaling a sigh of relief.

Once I was finished with the cereal I just sat there.

Thinking.

About anything and everything, my past, Bart's passed, Gabbi, why we're here, and do I love Bart? Still not sure.

I sighed and slowly got up, my butt was numb so I guess I was sitting there for a while. I feel around the wall and look at the clock again,

10 hours.

Wow I was really thinking.

I sigh and look for the bed, wondering what will happen when they let us out. Can Bart and I still be friends when this is over? Or will they be like the mafia and make sure we never see each other? That's crazy!

Right?

I curl up in bed next to Bart.

I start to drift back to sleep when I feel an arm snake around my waist and pull me into his chest, and hear him mutter,

"Don't go. I think I love you."

I then had my eyes wide open, I just laid there, letting Bart hold me, it was comfortable and right in a way.

I sigh and begin thinking again.

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~MJ~