Romantics [Sillis]

Something Wrong With Noah|Part 1

Sophia

Jake, Sadie and I were at Sadie's house making cookies while her mom was gone.
I guess Susan is still not okay with her daughter dating a lesbian.
"Mine is a non binary gingerbread being."
Sadie spoke as she displayed her beautiful gingerbread person.
My brother and I 'ooo' and 'ahh' at how well she decorated it.

"Mine is a drag queen."
Jake explains as he held his cookie up to present it.
She was gorgeous.
"What a smoke show.
Babe, what's your cookie look like?"
The red haired girl standing on the other side of the counter with a frosting bag in her hands.
I proudly show off my beautiful and delicious treat for everyone to see.
"It's me!"
She screams.

I nod at the girl who was giggling madly.
"Awe, couple goals."
The brunette boy sitting beside me says with a hand over his heart.
I flush before nibbling on the arm.
"Don't eat it yet, we need to put them in the gingerbread house."
Sadie whines as she gestured towards the messy candy house that was slightly tilting on its platform.
"Oh shit, that damn icing can't even keep it together for more than a minute."
The younger girl muttered as she grabbed the icing that came with the house kit.

"You don't need to fix it if we're just gonna scarf it down later."
Jake informs her as he carefully placed sprinkles on his gingerbread queen.
Sadie groans as she starts rebuilding the house.
"No, I like my house like I like my women, sturdy and ginger."
She announced in a very serious tone.
Jake starts to break out laughing as I shove a whole cookie in my mouth like it would make the red on my face go away.

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The three of us sat on the couch watching Christmas movies on the tv.
Jake sat between Sadie and I.
Soon I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and I turn my head back to see Noah with dark circles around his eyes.
He looked sick and miserable.
"Hey Noah, is everything okay?"
I ask him as he was walking towards the fridge with this dead look in his eyes.

"I-I'm fine just...go back to what you were doing."
He spoke very quietly and timidly.
I glance over at Sadie and she looks at me too.
I mouth a few words to her, asking what happened to him and she said that she didn't know.
"Okay well...take care."
I respond to the small boy as he slowly trudged back up the stairs after... I don't even think he got anything from the kitchen.

Once he left I turn back to Sadie and give her a confused look.
She shrugs before explaining something to me.
"We got into a fight the day after his dad died and I haven't talked to him since, he just stays in his room all day.
I think he's still upset."
"Awe, his dad died?
That poor boy."
Jake says sincerely.
Sadie frowns with a nod of her head.
"I know, he was related to that bastard."
Jake didn't even ask, we just went back to watching the movie quietly.

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Sadie

It was pretty late at night and I had awoken from a nightmare.
I was sweating and panting as I lie in the darkness of my room.
I noticed how hot it was in my room and threw my covers off of my body.
My mouth was pretty dry as well.
I got up out of bed and ventured downstairs to get me a glass of water.

It was dark throughout the house and everyone was sleeping.
I tried to be as quiet as possible as I poured me a glass of water and took a sip.
Then I began to hear sniffing and I froze.
I started to think the worst things like maybe another murderer or burglar.
Carefully, I grab a knife from the sink and start to tip toe around a bit.
I follow the sniffling sounds through the living room and that's when I saw that the door to the garage was open.

My heart started beating faster, but I tried to calm myself.
Now if this were a horror movie, usually the protagonist would go in there and die.
This isn't a movie... but I'm still gonna go in there.
I have a knife so I'm safe.
I tip toe into the garage and the sobs grew louder.
In the corner I saw someone hunched over.
It looked like Noah.

"Noah?"
I whisper, hoping he would respond.
The crying stopped and he just stood up with his back still facing me.
I was growing worried.
Why was he in here crying at two in the morning?
"I did it."
The boy spoke so quietly.
I pinch my brows together.
What did he do?

I let the knife rest by my side and took a couple steps closer to him, but not too close.
"What?"
I ask much louder.
Noah slowly turns around to look at me with teary eyes.
I couldn't describe how I felt when he looked at me with his sad sleepless eyes.
It was a very weird feeling that made me want to take steps back.

"I killed my father."

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School was canceled today due to a tornado watch AND I'm sick... fucking kill me, KILL ME NOAH.🏳️‍🌈