I had to, I have to, I will do!

I'm a human.
I fall in love.
Love makes me dizzy.
Dizziness makes me learn.
Learning makes me sad!
Sadness made me you!

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8. The Story Of My Life

Kyra's POV

 

I turned around to see that Louis had fallen asleep. I smiled to myself, but then remembered that he hated me and decided to find out why.

 

''L-Louis?'' I whispered, fiddling with my fingers. He turned around and looked angry that I woke him up, but then calmed down and sighed. ''Please tell me what happened?'' I whispered loud enough for him to hear me. He sighed but shrugged and sat up on his bed, getting ready to tell the story.

 

''Well, a few years ago, our dads met at a meeting thing for votes and crap, and I guess they took a liking to each other... Then they decided to get to know each other better and stuff, till they became really tight. They never kept secrets from each other, always together, like they were joined at the hip. Then one day, my dad 'goes missing'. Police try to find him, everyone hanging up posters, search parties...everything. It went on for a few weeks, until people decided to give up. Where was your dad? He was part of it. Your dad was in a gang, all of them had a 'mission' to find an easy target and become close to them, before pouncing on them and killing them. Your dad didn't want to do it, but he watched others get beat up and killed by the leader of the gang for  refusing to obey him. So he chose my dad. He thought he was an easy target, even I would, he was little and believed anything...little meaning size and brain. One day, your dad took him as hostage and brought him back to the leader's den. They all beat my dad, they beat him day after day, until he passed out. None of them cared, so they left his body and went away. Little did they know, the police found the body, managed to save him and arrested your dad's gang. But your dad got out of it one way or another.'' By then, my eyes were filled with tears and I kept shaking my head, refusing to believe this. My dad is not a murderer. He's always been a good guy. This boy is making up a load of bullsh**! I know he is.

 

''Now, I would appreciate it if you left me to sleep.'' He growled, before turning around and falling back asleep. I whimpered, before getting up and heading towards Louis' bed. I wrote a note explaining where I was before leaving the room for a little walk. I needed a little air, after hearing my dad is a liar, and a murderer, letting it sink in.

 

This will never sink in!

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