Chapter 57

FRANKLIN'S POV
At first, I wanted to prove to Stacey that I was feeling the same tingles she felt that had driven her to kiss me out of the blue but as I paced the living room floor, I realized all I wanted was to just hold on to her for as long as I could. Confessions could come at a latter date, I just wanted her to know I was here for her no matter what she was facing.
I couldn't even imagine the kind of pain she was feeling, I had a bad feeling about Daniel Fletcher and apparently, my instincts are never wrong. But what exactly had happened to make mum rush out of the house like that? There were a thousand things that could have gone wrong but I couldn't center on any of them, I needed to be sure.
It was like mathematics, you can solve as much as you want and even go as far as predicting the scores but it is never right unless you get the right answer. Mr David usually gave scores for attempting, it wasn't exactly the required grade but at least you got a point. It should count for something, shouldn't it?
For someone that spent most of the day being hydrated, I still somehow always ended up waking up in the middle of the night, dehydrated and in need of water. Danny was always complaining about how forgetful I was in regards to my jug that he had been filling up for me since forever and I usually tell myself I would do better but it was my lack of attention and apparent dehydration problem that had made me run into mum as she raced down the stairs and towards the door with her car keys in hand.
The clock had just stroke an hour past midnight as I wobbled into the kitchen still drowsy, from waking up with a sore throat. I had headed straight to the fridge and was already halfway through the glass of milk before I realized it wasn't water. Shit. Was there a point to stop and go drink water? Not necessarily. So, I did the first logical thing that came to mind, I finished the glass.
Dehydration had woken me up but thoughts of Stacey and our escapade, kept me up afterwards, I remembered overhearing Maddie talking to mum about how 'all over the place" her emotions were. Mum had said it was early puberty, was there really a thing like early puberty and was I experiencing it? I didn't exactly know the answer to that question but I felt I was going to find out soon. Life is that testy.
I waited impatiently for mum's arrival as I sat in the living room with the tv on but it was taking way too much time so I decided to do the first thing that came to mind. It wouldn't hurt to have some company in this trying time. Was I exaggerating? Probably. Were my siblings usually thrilled to be woken up in the middle of the night? No. Was I going do it anyway? Take a guess.
'Why are you awake by this time?" Danny answered sleepily as I nudged him a little too roughly. His reaction was expected, Danny almost never got upset with anyone for any reason at all. He would just keep his distance till he felt better and then he'd approach you and tell you what you did made him upset. He usually didn't require an apology, just for you to amend your shit and stay in your lane.
Maddie on the other hand, smacked me on the head as soon as she opened her eyes, it was reflex, also an expected reaction,
'What the hell is wrong with you?!" She had already screamed before she realized it could probably be late and then reduced her volume a little bit,
'What's wrong with you, Frank?" She tried again in a lower volume, there was a quick glance towards the bed side clock and a frown spread across her beautiful face, making her bright blue eyes burn a sharp crystal color.
Crystal was very clear right? Right. There was absolutely no way I couldn't have seen how bright the flame of anger was burning in her eyes, definitely wasn't a good sign.
DANNY'S POV
For someone that is obsessed with playing Call of Duty, staying awake at night was easy for me. I had just finished an encore with my team and I was in the best of moods you could ever think of. Clan wars are the craziest part of the game and even if I had to deal with one lazy ass teammate who kept on dying through out the match, it was nice all in all.
It gets tiring when you have to keep reminding someone to do something that was beneficial to them, not even you, even if the someone happens to be one of your involuntary trio. Involuntary because I never did ask to be born with two other people that had totally different characters from me.
Frankie had gone to drink water, as usual, after he realized I hadn't brought his jug for him. We weren't little kids anymore, there was absolutely no reason why I was supposed to still be doing everything for him. After he left, I decided to check on the D&D community, seems we had acquired new members due to stranger things influence. A good movie speaks for itself, you know.
It usually didn't take time to take a trip to and fro the kitchen and even if Frankie had somehow decided to do something else than drink water, he was supposed to have been back ages ago. The house was eerily quiet as I laid in bed quietly, waiting for the return of my ever forgetful brother.
I hurriedly closed my eyes as I heard his footsteps approaching the door, 'Why are you awake by this time?" I feigned sleep as I responded to his rough awakening. I quickly stood up as I saw fear in his eyes, something was wrong. He ignored my question and moved towards Maddie's bed, I knew it was a bad idea to wake Maddie up from her sleep but it seemed necessary, I had to know why Frankie looked so worried and scared altogether.