Sugar & Spice

She runs off to a little group of people who then leave. That group of girls who were thinking of a plan was probably just Brittany and her little toads. Plan? What kind of plan? And siblings? I swear if she so much as lays a finger on Miles or Lilly I will fuck her up so bad. Speaking of Lilly, I see her approaching me. I stand up, ready to leave and she smiles at me and says,
"Lets go."

We walk home in a matter of minutes. I take out my house key and unlock the door. I'm about to open the door when I hear soft mummbles from the other side. It sounds like my mom.

"Miles? Honey, look at me please. Miles....?!"

We enter and see Miles sitting on the couch, staring into space with his mouth slightly opened. Mom is next to him, snapping her fingers and waving her hand infront of his face in hopes that he will look at her. He gets up with out saying a word and walks to his room. Mom sighs and looks at me and Lilly.

"What was that about?" I ask.

"I don't know. He's been like that all day. His stomach ache went away but soon he started to look at nothing and not speak." She explained. Instead of bugging her with more questions, we leave it as it is and I offer her any help around the house since I don't have any homework. She said she no work for me, so I decided to go check up on Miles.

I gave a soft knock on his door before entering only to see him in curled up in a little ball on the floor murmmering something that sounded like:

"80 hours, whats wrong?"

I slowly walk up to him and hug him but he ignores me and says,

"Why are you climbing up the walls?"

As soon as he says that, My head shoots up and I look at the wall. There's nothing there.
"Bubbles, who're you talking to?" I ask quietly. He finally looks at me, but he looks confused. He points at the wall and says, "80 hours."
I look back up at the wall and still don't see anything. I give him a confused look and he says,
"Doesn't she look sad? Poor 80 hours....."
Before I could say anything, he stands up and walks to his bed and gets under the covers. Assuming that he's sleepy. I kiss his head and walk out his room, shutting his door.

"Hey!"

I look down the hallway and see Lilly's door is open. She motions her hand for me to go to her and I nod.

The first thing you notice about Lilly's room is that it's the complete opposite from mine. While I have movie and music posters covering my walls, the only thing she has on her wall is a beautiful vintage Fender guitar hung near her desk that she got as a present from dad on her 12th birthday. Her room smells like cotton candy and has mostly pastel colors whilst my room smells like axe and has mostly black, gray, green and blue....

I enter the room and where she's sitting with her legs crossed on the bed and pats the spot infront of her as an order for me to sit down. I do and she asks, "How's Miles?"

"I don't know...."

"What do you mean?"

"I walked into his room and he was curled into ball saying something like, 'What's wrong 80 hours?'."

"What?"

"I know right? And then, I looked at the wall and there was nothing there. He said that '80 hours' looked sad, then went to bed leaving me confused."

"What the what?" She said looking at me like I was crazy.

"I don't know..."

"Well, maybe it's just like an...ummm... an imaginary friend kinda thing."

"Probably..."
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Later that evening, I text Bandit to see how she and Lindsay are doing. She told me how the bruse on Lindsay's cheek had gotten bigger and darker and how her dad still hadn't come home.

"Well, if anything happens during the night, don't be afraid to make any 12 a.m phone calls, Okay?- Cherrrry <(^_^)>"

"Rad. Thanks Cherry bomb. B)- Bandit ●ו"

Later that night I hear Miles scream before going to bed. I was about to go check up on him, but my parents beat me to it.

Notes

Hai bbys! Sorry I have been gone since FOREVER but now I'm back with a bunch of fresh Ideas and motivation! Thanks so much for reading! (I've been gone bc of Wi-Fi being stupid, writers block and a few personal issues. ;-; )

Question: Where do you think Gerard is? ;o

~Sgt. Bubbles