Laugh it Out

Chapter 5

Dan

I walked through the house hallway, allowing my bare feet to come in contact with the cold floor.

I had just taken a glass of water. I had enjoyed the silence of the kitchen a bit before leaving.

I eventually got to my room. Slowly, I walked over to my mirror stand. I looked at the many drawers that are around it.

I opened one of them and began to sort my way through the many cosmetics I had stocked in it. I passed by some creams that I had used from time to time when my face was not presentable.

I then came in contact with an hallowed part of the wood. Carefully, I slid my hand into the area and removed my personal gun.

I just stared at it. Taking in the look of the trigger. The lines and curves all over the body of it. Absorbing the design and layout. Wondering why I hadn't taken it out with me in the morning.

Maybe if I had put the gun to the idiotic Silas' face, he would have baked off.

I later dragged my gaze off it and kept it back and silently closed the drawer shut.

Calmly, I made my way over to my bed and sat on it.

My head was spinning but I still couldn't fall asleep. I felt tired. Not even sure of what I am tired of.

I placed my elbows on my knees and pushed my fingers into my hair. I tried to calm myself down, but no luck.

"What is wrong with me..."

The pain of my glass injury wasn't there anymore so why am I feeling so sick?

When things didn't look like it would get any better, I decided to think on what had happened this evening.

When I had met Silas, he seemed to have wanted to take me somewhere.

Somewhere dangerous for sure.

But to where?

He had mentioned some of my Father's accomplices. All those names that I had heard from my parents and read from their files.

But he said something, before he punched me in the gut.

"Those ties will soon catch you, Daniel..."

Maybe he was on to something.

I shivered at the thought.

All I just need to do is to keep away from my Father's work. Mind my business. And protect Anne.

I just need to lay off that stuff...

I groaned.

"Get a grip idiot."

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"Dan!"

"Is that him?"

"Dan!"

For the love of...

Slowly, I forced myself to raise my head from my legs.

I didn't sleep well last night. Shocking.

I was seated on the bleachers on the field. It was break, and I figured coming out here would be nice for me to rest.

I was wrong.

I looked around to find the people disturbing my sleep. Finally, my gaze fell on them.

Oh.

When they noticed that I had seen them, the three annoying boys came over.