Transparent soul

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𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒇 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕
𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒉.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱. 𝗠𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗱. 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲.
𝗔 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵. 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲? 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁? 𝗔𝗻 𝗲𝘆𝗲. 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗶 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀.
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱. 𝗔𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗶 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘀𝗼. 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄. 𝗜𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝗽 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱.

𝗔 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵. 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻... 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸. 𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝗜𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗿𝘆. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗸𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵.

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸.

My eyes flutter open. Jesus. I don't usually have dreams at all. Let alone one like that. I rub the sleep out of my eyes as I slowly sit up in bed.

I pick up my phone off the other side of my bed.

12pm.

I never usually sleep in this late. I didn't even go to bed late last night. I sigh.

Shit, wait. Wasn't today Monday? I groan. I'm too tired to go to school. I've never liked school. Ever. I'll just not go in today. I wonder why Charlie didn't wake me up.

I guess he's at school unless he skipped today. Charlie used to skip school a lot. He doesn't as much anymore, though.

I slowly get out of bed as I yawn. Maybe I'll check if charlies home. Maybe he did skip school today. I leave my room and start walking towards charlies. I open the door to find an empty room. I guess he's gone to school.

I go into the kitchen to get some breakfast. I make my way over to the counter, brushing a few loose hair strands out of my face. My gaze drifts around the room, landing on the fridge and cabinets. My stomach rumbles, reminding me just how hungry I am.

When I finally finish making and eating breakfast, I go back into my room. I'm still tired. Which is unusual because I'm never this tired. And I didn't even go to sleep that late last night. I enter my room and flop onto my bed.

I don't mean to, but my eyes slowly close and a drift into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Soon enough, my eyes flutter open. I pick up my phone to see that it's now 5pm. My phones at 50 percent, which makes sense since I forgot to plug it in before napping.

My eyes flicker across the phone screen as I realise I have a text from an unknown number.

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Unknown number:
- hey august, it's sal. larry gave me ur number a while ago. just wondering if you know where larry is? school ended 2 hours ago and he's still not home, so I'm just wondering if he's at your house or something.
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This text makes me realise that Charlie should be home. I slowly arise from my bed, yawning as I do so. I get up and go to Charlie's room. Maybe larry is with him. I knock on charlies bedroom door.

Nothing.

I knock again. Still nothing.

I open the door to find the bedroom empty. I sigh and go back into my room. I text Sal that I don't know where larry is before going to text Charlie.

Never mind. Charlie barely ever responds to texts. I'll just call him.
I hit the call button and it goes straight to voicemail. I guess his phone must be off. I won't over think this. Sal probably will, though.

I'll leave it for 2 more hours and if he's not home, or if he hadn't responded to my missed call. Then I will start to worry.

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{A/N: RAHH HII :P so so so sorry for such a short chapter once again 🙏 hopefully the chapters will start being longer soon but anyways! Hope yall enjoyed this :3
TY FOR READINGGGG !!!!!!!}

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