::CHAPTER 12::
Imagine living like a king someday. A single night without a ghost in the walls. And if the bass shakes the Earth underground, we'll start a new revolution NOW.
"A week of freedom." Jenna holds up her plastic cup of soda.
"Yeah." I hold mine up and so does Darek.
"To...being free of all the shit in the world!" Jenna laughs.
We all "clink" our cups together and laugh.
I scoot out my chair and walk to bed. "I think I'm gonna sleep early."
I change into a gray tank top and red sweatpants. I put my hair in a ponytail, leaving my red bangs hanging in my eyes.
I snuggle in bed and stare at the ceiling.
I wonder what's going on everywhere else. Is everyone happy I'm gone? Worried? I shouldn't worry about it.
I toss and turn for a while, thinking about my mom and siblings. Do they miss me? And little Patrick will never know me.
The thought of my family makes my stomach turn. I run to the bathroom and puke my guts out. I cry as I vomit.
I hear footsteps and two arms wrap around me.
"Shh. Shh. Shh. Relax."
Darek.
I fall to my knees, his arms still around me. I face him and he cleans me up.
I hug him and calm myself.
"Slater, it's okay. Calm down." He kisses my head.
"I-I just c-can't stop thinking about my family." I sob.
"Slater, we're your family. Me and Jenna."
I smile and let him stroke my hair. I stand up and snuggle back in bed.
"Hey, Slater." Jenna walks in the room. "You feeling better?"
"Yeah." I smile.
She runs a hand through her blue-green bangs and starts changing into a white T-shirt and green athletic shorts.
"You know Darek loves you. And he told me he would do anything for you." She gets in her covers.
"I love him too." I yawn. I soon drift off.
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"AHH!" I scream. I cover my mouth and sigh of relief that I didn't wake anyone.
I had a nightmare. My min was there. Rachel was crying for me. And Patrick was crying too. Like everything was my fault.
I walk to the kitchen and grab a soda.
"Slater?"
"Hey Darek."
"What are you doing up? It's 2am."
"I had a nightmare. What about you?" I ask.
"Same." He wraps his arms around me.
He cups my face in his hands and kisses me. Then he pulls me into a deeper kiss.
He looks at me, into my silver eyes.
"I love you. I will do anything for you. I will keep you safe forever." He whispers.
We sit on the couch and watch some TV. After a while I start growing tired. He cradles me in his arms and strokes my hair as I fall asleep.
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I wake up to the smell of eggs and bacon.
I stretch and walk to the kitchen.
"Morning, Slater."
"Hey, Jenna."
"Made you breakfast." She hands me a plate.
"Oh, thanks." I sit down and start eating.
"I saw you and Darek cuddling." She giggles.
"I had a bad dream and he helped me. And we...might've kissed a little." I blush.
"Aww. You guys are so cute."
"I love him."
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Healed my Cuts
Teen FictionSlater Forest is a 14-year-old girl. She cuts. Every day she gets bullied and told to kill herself. She feels all hope is lost for her. But one fateful day, she literally falls into the life of Derek James, an angry guy with a massive heart. Will De...