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All the memories have flooded my mind. I can't sleep, so I've been looking at the family photos.
Angela and Lilith as kids, Dad graduating, the whole family, Dirk and Lilith, Angela and all of her friends... I wish I could turn back the clocks. I wish none of this had happened.
I can't go home. No way. So I'm probably going to be staying with Granddad, or Angela or Lilith. Family basically. I wish I could stay with Johnny and Ophelia. They're the only people I've liked straight away.
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Yep, it's Rachel. She comes in and sits on the sofa, by my feet. I sit up. There's no way she's going to fall for my fake-sleeping mode.
"Danny, I'm so sorry about what's happened." she quietly whispers.
"It's OK." I say. "I'll cope." She smiles, but I can tell she's really sympathetic.
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Since there's more room for her now that I've sat up, she shuffles closer to me. Without warning, she leans closer and her lips brush mine. She then smiles before getting up and heading upstairs.
Why am I such a
==Chapter 5: "Do I Need This?"==
I've just had enough. Everyone thinks I'm heartless because I'm not crying.
Pff, like I'd care what they think. All I care about is being on my own. I hate everyone. Everyone except Rachel, but no one can hate her.
It's actually been good hanging around her. In the past few days we've known each other, she already loves me. But she has a really good judgement in character.
Some thugs had recently given her a hard time because she's green. I knocked 'em flat. It felt good putting them in their place, but this isn't normally like me.
Hey, if it keeps Rachel happy, then I'm willing to do it. I hate those who are racist or xenophobic.
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