Chapter Eleven

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"Zoe,"someone whispers, shaking me softly. And I groan, rolling over to the other side.

"Zoe,"they say again.

"Leave me alone!"I croak. And wave my hand, and I hear a smack. Then a groan.

"God Zoe!"the person shouts. "That freaking hurt!"

"I don't care, leave me alone!"I repeat. And the person starts to full on shake me.

"Zoe, come one. Wake up, the sun is going to come up."the person says.

I snap my head to look at the person. Anthony. I look around, I'm in his room, obviously. I look back at him, and glare. "What?!" I snap.

"Come on, the sunrise is going to start."he says.

I stare at him for a while, confused. Then I remember, he told me he'll wake me up at sunrise. I sigh, yawning, I stretch out my arms. Then sitting up, putting my feet on the floor, rubbing my eyes. I sigh again, then get up and walk pass him. And to the balcony. When I get there, there's chairs side by side. I go to the one to the left, and sit down. And a couple of minutes go by and Anthony come sits down next to me.

"So, what time is, anyway?"I ask.

"5:45."he says.

"Why so early?"I ask.

"That's when the sun comes up."he says.

I nod, but I don't know if he seen. And its silent, while we wait. With the cool morning air blowing in my face. I sigh, and my close my eyes. And lean back. After maybe 30 minutes, Anthony says.

"Zoe, open your eyes. Its here."

I open my eyes to the sky. Its a beautiful light orange with the higher it gets. It gets darker. To a light purple with a darker purple. Then its dark regular night blue. With the tip of sun in sight. I smile to myself, as I look at the view in front of me.

"Its beautiful." I whisper.

"I know."he whispers. And I turn to him, he's too close. "Not as much as you though."he says. And he starts to lean in, and close his eyes. And my eyes widen, and I pull back.

"What are you doing?"I ask.

His eyes open again, and he leans back."Well, I was going to kiss you. Why? Whats wrong?"he says.

I shake my head. "No, no. That can't happen." I say, more to myself. I get up, and walk back to his mini living room. And I grab my things, and put on my shoes. Anthony comes in after me after a few moments.

"Where you going?"he asks.

I look up at him through my fallen hair. "Um, I need to go." I lie.

He looks confused, and steps toward me. I take a step back. "Why? Its only 5:55."he says.

"I-I..... I need to get ready, and take a shower."I lie.

"You can just take a shower here."he suggested. Taking another step,  another step back.

I shake my head."No, no. I need new clothes. So, its fine."I assure.

"Well, at least let me take you home."he says, and he gets closer.

And once he's too close. I put a hand to his chest. I look down, not wanting to look at him."No, its fine really. I'm fine." I whisper.

He takes my hand in his slowly, softly. "Its ok."he whispers.

I look up at him. His face, its too close. I lean away. I pull my hand away. And glare up at him."No, its not. I'm leaving."I state firmly. And walk to the door. I open it, then look back at him looking confused. "And don't follow me."I add. And I leave.

Down the stairs. To the door. And back home. Where when I opened the door. My uncle was standing there. Arms crossed, in a white shirt and sweatpants. And he does not look happy.

Oh no.

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