Uncertain

5-Exhausted

A water glass and epilepsy pills were place on the counter in front of me.

"Take those." Charles demanded, pouring himself a glass of coffee instead. "I'm serious right now."

I frowned.
"Do I have to?"

"Listen sweetheart." Charles placed a hand on my shoulder. "I don't know what you were trying to do, but that stunt of not taking your medicine for a fucking month was stupid and reckless."

"Yeah yeah sorry." I muttered.

He placed a tiny kiss on my forehead, grabbing the coffee with him.
"Oh and Delilah, school."

"But." I started.

"We made a deal..." He cut me off. "It's either you do your schoolwork, or you'll go back to school."

"Okay okay okay." I raised my hands up. "I'll go make that stupid math, if it makes you feel better."

"Good." He shook his head in amuse. "Oh yes and Anthony has been calling you but you haven't answered, so give him a call before he kills you."

"Capiche."

When my brother was out of the room, I breathed hard, letting the tiredness overtake my body. I slid down against the cabinet, putting my head against my hands.

I wanted to go to sleep, but I couldn't. Something was just keeping me awake. Fear probably.

"Lil, you good?" Aiden asked, stepping into the room along with his twin.

I lifted my head up from my hands, leaning it against the counter instead.
"Just a little tired, but yeah."

He raised his eyebrow, taking an energy drink from the fridge.

"I am fine." I said again. "Shouldn't you be at school anyways?"

Edwin took a look towards the clock on the wall.
"Oh look at that, we should Aiden."

Aiden looked towards the clock too.
"Good point."

"Go." I chuckled when they didn't show any kind of interest to move.

Aiden took the drink with him, going to put on some shoes, but Edwin stayed.

"Bryson's home today, because Abby's working." He commented, watching my tired looking self. "Go talk to him Lil, please."

"Yeah yeah." I closed my eyes. "I'll go... soon."

Uncertain

"Lil?" Someone tapped my shoulder.

I groaned in pain, as the hard tile floor was feeling uncomfortable under me. Opening one eye, I saw Edwin's Jordans poking my feet.

"You were supposed to go to school." I muttered, closing my eyes again.

"Oh but we went." He huffed. "And came back."

"Have you been sleeping on this cold kitchen floor all day?" Aiden asked.

I collected myself to sit against the wall and looked to the clock on the wall.

I don't know whether it was funny or sad, but I had been so tired that I fell asleep on top of a cold tile floor. And yes, I had been sleeping almost six hours on it. Maybe I really needed a real genuine sleep.

"No." I coughed, but Edwin furrowed his eyebrow. "Okay yes, but I was tired. Very very tired."

"Where are Bryson and Jordan, and Charles?" He asked. "Why haven't they noticed our little sister sleeping in the kitchen all day?"