Love Misunderstood
am in such a peaceful sleep that I don't open my ey
," the voice star
reply in a s
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ig inhale of br
t before knocking my water off my bedside table and it
e to tackle him to the ground. He runs out of my room to mum downstai
us comes. I get ready, and just as I am about to leave, I catch m
head to the bus stop. I wait there for a few minutes
the hallway in hope of running into Caden again, but
and head to my fir
to the hall to meet Clara. I see her and start to walk in. She is wearing a dress
see someone walking up to it and sitting down, just like cloc
right back. She doesn't think much of
d he instantly looks up with his guard up. Once he notices it's me, his eyes softe
otion to the space ne
ded to sit down and release a brea
's not awkward. We are both silent
eyeline, and he stares at th
hinking it might make you feel better, or when you think you are about to have an attack,
hem, and then his g
hy
you mea
he says, avoiding my confused expression. His smooth, deep
? I want to get to k
e asks more
to sugarcoat it, so I ju
nteres
h ways" h
, then back at me; it's like a
me, and it was an achievement that you even responde
irl to have people come up to you in the hallway, but when t
ice me with
to them." He gazes right in
when he says th
y noti
the day. It's Wednesday, and that means I have half a day. I have to collect Brody at three thirty,
r a jukebox. I leave my table and stalk over to it. I look at the song sel
her volume than it was before. I go over to my table again and pull out my
I don't realise it is almost half
king sure not to be too late. If he doesn't see someone, he starts to get scared. I rus
ee him turn around, and I see a smile on his little face
without an
watch a
up, and he yells
still at work, but I don't mind since Brody and I ha
it to my face and turn down the brightness so Brody
it was Instagram messages. I click on it, and Cad
ssage
t you did for me; they have helped me a lot. I hope you don't
f, some I don't recognize. I save them to my playlist, I
ou. I will let you know what
eep like an angel. I turn the TV off and I try to carry him up the stairs.
ad, and left his room. As I was walking to my room to
um and see how work
ook in the crack by the door, showing me the room, and I see her sitting at the counter wit
have a good life. I think I need to get a job to help
ve me a smile and say "Everything is fine" when its clearl
d. I write it, walk back to my room, and fall asleep, ready for another day but worrying most of the night abo
u
you do for us. Brody and I