There was pure smoke and dust in the air from were the towers collapsed. There was screaming and silence all at once. You couldn’t even breath in the air. The smell was a mix of burning metal and bodies. There was no sky.
A room was white, where there were voices talking about him…
Laten woke up, and found himself in his own room. He looked up to his clock, only to remember that his clock is at the other side of his room, and a good chance that it was broken.
Laten sighed. He really didn’t want to get up, and he really didn’t want to fall asleep. He was now considered wide awake because of his dream that he just had. He got up, and walked over to his clock.
Yep, it was broken alright. The screen was shattered to hell. Lovely. Now he has to wake up his father to let him know that he needs to wake him up. There was no way in hell that he was going to wake up his father at this time of night or morning.
He picked up the alarm, and went into the living room. He tossed it on the couch, and plopped down.
For some reason, Laten had a love and hate relationship with the night. He loved it because he could take time to think about and reflect on the things that happened very recently, like what he was doing right now.
The reason why he hated it was because of his insomnia. He could be sleeping right now, getting a ’good sleep’ and whatnot. It was part of the day where he was really tired. Too tired to even fall asleep.
The first thing in Laten’s mind that popped up, was Tankie. His best friend that became his boyfriend. Laten still wondered why Tankie kissed him. Did Tankie really have a thing for him? Tankie didn’t even tell him that he was bi. He needed to talk to Tankie about that.
‘Should I just forget about that? Do I really need to learn how to let go and quit asking ’why’ all the damn time? Maybe I’m just still shocked, and why the hell is Tankie on my mind? That guy has been on my mind ever since the kiss. I kissed him even.’ Laten thought about Tankie for a bit more, and them smiled. Maybe he was in love. Can you be in love without knowing you where?
Laten got up, and checked on the time on the stove. It was exactly one hour before he was suppose to get up. That was another thing, too. Why the hell would he even set his clock if he usually got up before that time, anyway?
Even to himself, Laten didn’t make since. He then thought about his father and Ryan. Was there something going on between the two? His father never told him that he was dating anybody, let alone another male. As far as Laten was concerned his father was straight, come on…he had a wife, so he’s straight. As Laten thought about this, it was very clear to him that his father was indeed straight. ‘So maybe it’s not how my father is looking at Ryan. Maybe it’s not his doing, maybe it’s the other way around…’ Maybe it was Ryan who was always looking at him. ‘I’ve never seen him with anybody. He never spoke about anybody he was with. Then again, you keep your personal life separate from your work life. He doesn’t have a ring. Damn.’ After Late tried to analyze Ryan….he found out that he still had a whole to learn. He didn’t know enough about Ryan to try and see if he was….into his father. It looked like that’s what it was, and Laten was just over thinking it.
Laten found himself thinking how all that would go down. How that would work if they started dating. Him and his father together, and Laten with Tankie. That would be really strange to Laten. He chuckled at the thought. What was really strange was that his Algebra teacher didn’t give home work for two days.
Not that Laten was complaining. He just though it was really weird. Why was his mad teacher all of a sudden, not mad?
He looked at time. He had 30 minutes left. He might as well get ready for school right now. Laten sighed, got up, and went to do his routine. He had to be extra quiet so as to not wake up his father who really needed his sleep.
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Never Gonna Be Alone
Roman pour AdolescentsLaten is a 15 year old teenager. He does self harm, he has insomnia, PTSD, and asthma. A few reasons he self harms is that he is constantly getting picked on, and if he does manage to fall asleep, he has night terrors about his mother's death in the...
