Torn

Chapter 25

Annie's POV

I feel arms around my waist and four legs twisted with mine, signaling I'm still in Demi and Marissa's embrace.

I feel something bouncing slightly so I slowly open my eyes, blink until my vision is finally clear, and see Marissa staring at me with wide eyes.

"What you creep?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"I still haven't peed." She said.

"Ten more minutes." I said, pulling covers back up to my chin.

I closed my eyes and slowly started drifting off into sleep when I felt Marissa's leg start bouncing again.

"Marissa," I said, growing frustrated, "it is daylight. You can go to the bathroom."

"So what? Is there a rule that says only serial killers can kill during night time?" She asked.

"Yep," I said, rolling over. I awkwardly untangled my legs with Demi's, so I could rectangle them in my new position.

I laid my head on Demi's shoulder and finally found my comfort spot, and slowly-

I felt three taps on my shoulder and then Marissa whisper, "Dude, I really got to pee."

I aggressively threw the covers off of me and mumbled colorful words as I stumbled up the stupid stairs half awake.

"Annabelle, calm yourself." Marissa sang from behind me.

I shuddered over the thought of that stupid baby doll.

"Just, go fucking pee." I said, walking over the couch once we got upstairs.

I laid down, thinking I would instantly fall back asleep, but I was wrong. I'm awake and there's no going back.

It's only 8.

EIGHT O'CLOCK IN THE FUCKING MORNING.

Have you ever been so tired that everything just pisses you off? I'm seriously so ticked I could fucking punch a few holes in the wall. Nothing is more annoying than being so tired and unable to sleep.

I heard the toilet flush and Marissa come out seconds later.

"Hey," she yawned, "I'm going back to bed."

ASDFGHJKL.

I clenched my teeth together, "Okay."

And then she was gone.

With nothing else better to do, I guess I'll make breakfast.

I went into the kitchen and began cracking a bunch of eggs, and putting some bacon on the skillet. I'm just so tired and I want to go back to sleep but I can't. And it pisses me off.

After making the morning feast with no one to eat it and my appetite being limited because of how fucking early it is, I just set it out and decided they can heat it up when they wake up.

"Baby?" I heard Demi mumble from behind me, "Did you make breakfast?"

"Yeah," I simply said.

"What are you doing up? You must be so tired." She said, yawning.

"I am!" I said, now starting to cry, "And Marissa woke me up and now I can't go back to sleep and I'm so tired, mom!"

"Are you crying?" She curiously asked, wiping my cheek with her thumb. "You really are tired."

Yeah, no shit.

"Come here, baby girl!" Demi said, picking me up off of my feet, "I bet I can get you back to sleep."