Short chapter but I think the ending worked well because its a cliff-hanger. :) Enjoy x
I woke up to the smell of a cooked breakfast. Bacon, sausages, eggs. It smelt gorgeous! The only trouble is that I didnt particulary want to get out of bed. My bed was so warm and even though a cooked breakfast sounded like the best thing right now, I couldnt bring myself to get up. I had no school anymore so I could do nothing all day but Dad would proberly moan, saying that I'm being too lazy. To be honest, Dads at work so thats not really an issue. Its just Mum.
A few miniutes had past and I decided that now would be a good time to get up. I dragged myself out of bed, grabbed my dressing gown, slipped on my slippers and made my way down the stairs. The smell of the cooked breakfast got stronger and stronger the further I walked down. Im sure it made my stomach rumble.
I also heard muffled voices coming from the kitchen. It couldnt be Mum talking to her self, but then to be fair I have heard her to that before. No, It was definitely Mum but there was also a male voice. That couldnt be Dad because he's at work so who would be here at this time in the morning?