Chapter 7 – Late

Alex's POV

I woke up early that morning. Dally was still asleep and I didn't want to wake him, so I slipped quietly out of bed and collected my clothes from where they had been scattered around the room, after last nights... escapade. I crept silently down the hall and into the bathroom. After a quick shower I pulled my jeans back on and borrowed a clean shirt from Dallas. I stepped out into the cool morning air and lit a cigarette. I was about half way home before I realized that I left my jacket behind. 'Oh well,' I though to myself. I'm sure Dallas will be by later, and if not... well I might just end up back there tonight.

The boys weren't awake when I got home, and I knew Darry my question my absence last night, so I decided to make breakfast for them. I had just sat down with a cup of coffee, when Soda came galloping into the kitchen. He's always late for work on Saturdays.

"Morning Soda," I laughed. "Sleep well?"

"Ha. Ha. I'd love to stay and continue this witty banter, but I'm late."

"As usual" said Darry, entering the kitchen. He gave me a brief look, but didn't say anything. I was glad.

With a piece of toast between his teeth Soda raced out the door.

"You have to work today?" I asked Darry.

"Nope. I got the day off."

"Good," I said. Darry worked too hard sometimes.

2 weeks later

I moaned softly, and turned to look at the clock on my night table. It was 6:30. I felt like crap. I lay in bed for about an hour, listening to the boys get ready. Soda poked his head in my door.

"You okay?" he asked. Normally I was up right with them, making breakfast and figuring out what I needed to do that day.

"I don't feel so great, but don't worry about me."

"Are you sure? You don't need anything?"

"No, I'm fine. Honest. Now go get ready or your going to be late. Again." He grinned and disappeared behind the door just as my pillow hit it.

I lay in bed ponder what was wrong with me. Unable to come up with anything I got up and went into the bathroom. As I washed my hands, an alarm went off in my head. I quickly dried my hands and ran to the small calendar hanging on the wall.

"Uh oh."

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