❛To care is to heal and be healed, and you are an open wound that never stops giving.❜
( UNDERGOING EDITING - previously published chapters will be reposted one at a time as a revamp & some rewriting commences )
⠀⠀⠀⠀ Thorn Dillon-Holman has done his...
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( ◄ II ► ) TRACK SEVEN here, there
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( Holly, Jolly, Part I )
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀THE FOLLOWING MORNING, AFTER THORN IS STARTLED AWAKE by his six o'clock alarm, he swears he hears rain where there isn't any. It drizzles, then it pours, right there against his bedroom window... Until he drowsily rolls over onto his stomach and hears it again—closer this time, and louder, for the noise has shifted right into his head.
⠀⠀⠀⠀The very moment his eyes snap open, the rain ceases. Intuitively, moving by what little strength he has of his current consciousness, Thorn sits bolt upright in bed and glances around his room with a jackhammer for a heartbeat. He almost expects to see the noise as a physical thing in front of him, taking shape as an intruder or a ghostly apparition.
⠀⠀⠀⠀But the only thing he sees in his room short of giving him a heart attack is his alarm clock on his bedside table that reads 6:14. He must have fallen back to sleep sometime between the initial alarm and him hitting the snooze button.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Without really meaning to, he finds he is already staring at his radio. There it sits on the drawer cabinet across from him, below his window; below where he first mistook the noise for rain.
⠀⠀⠀⠀God, that thing gives him the creeps...
⠀⠀⠀⠀Tired and defeated, and definitely too cranky to want to face another school day, a groaning Thorn flops back against his mattress and smashes a hand down onto his alarm clock the instant it starts to blare again.
⠀⠀⠀⠀He's just getting comfortable when there comes a soft knock at his door. Annoyingly, the person on the other side does not wait to be let in—never does.
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Thorn, you up?"
⠀⠀⠀⠀Regan's heads appears through the crack in the door, and then suddenly it's her whole body. She looks down at her brother with a sorry-not-sorry look about her expression, pretending not to notice the scowl he wears as his own.
