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AN: Sorry guys, I know it's been a long time coming but the newest installment is finally here. Now that exams are over I can write, so expect more chapters soon. Now I'm off to stress about my results. Enjoy!
It's Alex's birthday tomorrow, and that friend of his, Tom, will be coming over for a sleepover later. I really didn't want to have to kill him, especially since he was one of Alex's friends - but if I needed to, I would. I'd do anything to keep Alex safe, and he knows that. But, hopefully, I would never have to prove it to him. I walk out of my room, on the way to the stairs and hear Alex waking up.
Jack's already downstairs and I smile at the sound of her singing. The red-head was slightly insane but she was part of the family and I'd long since gotten used to her quirky ways. Just like she'd gotten used to me disappearing out of the blue. I walk into the kitchen, quickly smoothing my face blank of all traces of my smile - if Jack saw me smiling, she'd probably faint. She was rushing around, trying to make Alex's cake and breakfast at the same time. I walked to the coffee grinder and poured myself a cup. I greeted Jack and then went straight back upstairs, ignoring the reproachful look she shot me. I had a lot of things to do and staying downstairs just to say hello to Alex was silly, even if I did want to.
I walked into school and went straight to the library to wait for Alex; I didn't want to be stared at today. The library was the only place with people who were either too busy or too polite to stop what they were doing and try their best to make me uncomfortable, whether on purpose or just subconsciously. I hated that more than anything. I realized that I deserved it in their eyes, hell, half the time I felt that I deserved it, but that didn't make it any easier for me to deal with all the stares and whispers. My thoughts turned to my parents who had finally decided to act as if I didn't exist – which was a double-edged sword; on one hand I felt relief because it meant that my dad wouldn't be paying me any more visits but, on the other hand, it proved that my parents truly couldn't give a damn about me which was a tough pill to swallow. The bell rang and startled me out of my thoughts.
The day passed quickly and before I knew it, it was the end of school. I walked out of registration and met Alex at the bike shed. We walked out of the school gates together. I was about to meet Alex's uncle.
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