So this is the part two which isn't from the original draft. But I hope it falls in the right place anyway.
Chapter 19 : Swift p2
I. Can't. Sleep.
Horrible isn't it? When your brain refuses to give in and just shut up for like eight hours. I mean honestly sometimes I think I'm nocturnal. That would be the life though. I'd love to sleep throughout the day.
Should speak to the government about that.
Anyway, I decide to go downstairs at one o'clock in the morning hoping my parents wouldn't think there's a serial killer lurking. Oh who am I kidding I'm a cereal killer, mwa ha ha!
Lack of sleep is doing this to me.
As I trudge, trying to be stealth as possible,walking on my tippy toes and shoulders hunched, I notice the lounge light switched on. Mum is sitting on the recliner, leaning against the table, her figure bent over as she sorts through papers. I walk towards the opposite couch and lean against the backrest waiting to catch her attention.
"Trouble falling asleep, I presume"
Mum whips her head around, brown hair flying in shock as he holds her chest. "Oh gosh, Danny, you scared me!"
"Sorry," I scratch the back of my neck with a guilty smile. "Mind if I join you?"
She nods her head towards the couch, motioning me to sit and so I do.
"What's up sweetie?"
In response I shrug not knowing where to start. Toying with a loose thread of couch sewing as I try to make else if the last couple of days.
"Hey if there's anything wrong you know you can trust me," Mum says patting my knee comfortly.
I nod in understanding. "I know it's just so hard to explain what's going on, I can't really find the right words, know what I mean?
Even I don't know what I mean at this point.
"Not entirely," Mum says slowly and her eyes fall to my hand so I follow her gaze. "That's a nice bracelet"
The bracelet Silver got for me.
"I notice you sometimes absentmindly play with it, who gave it to you? Someone special I'm guessing"
I blink twice there's a teasing tone in her voice, a blush creeps on my face. Stupid blood.
"He . . . He's not special," I stutter.
Stutter?
What the heck?
"A he?" Mum beams with a happy goofy grin. Weirdo.
"Yeah, Xavier that dude," I say slowly trying to see of she recalls.
"Which Xavier? I never heard of this guy, sweetie you only told me about the twins, where did this boy come from"
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Soccer and Swift ✔
Novela Juvenil{not your average cliche} {COMPLETED} Dan Swift Infamously known by many names. 'The swift ' is popularly used, in reference to his amazing talents. A rising football star at his new school Holdenbridge high. His teammates respect him, the school a...
