The next few days had gone by smoothly, I still felt weary, but it was dwindling day by day. I didn’t have a nightmare last night, which I am ludicrously happy about as it feels like I have finally got some decent sleep.
The evening of day one, after more exploring of the house, we had discovered that a games room with a bar had been put in on an underground level, something Julian didn’t realise but was over the moon with. It had been fully stocked with all the fancy stuff, both alcohol and snacks.
Dad had left a little note on top of the bar which said: Enjoy kids, please don’t die! Followed by a smiley face.
The games room was really cool. In the middle, there was a pool table, seemly brand new and unused. On the left side, a dart board was hung. There was two massive poofy couches facing a huge flat screen which had all the movies you could ever want already downloaded into the system. There was also a brand new sound system with an iPod attached and a fully paid subscription to Apple Music.
The rest of the days of our holiday were spent underground. We had drunk almost a third of the alcohol already and I would not be surprised if the rest of it went on New Year’s Eve.
The day before New Year’s, we had split into two groups. Poppy, Aylee and I had a girls day. We had music, face masks and a lot of wine, while the boys were sent off to the basement to keep themselves busy.
On the morning of the 31st, we were all stood around in the kitchen, chatting. I had a bowl of cornflakes in my hand and was shovelling them in before they lost their crunch.
“It’s like you haven’t eaten in days!” Ollie mocked as he flipped bacon.
“I don’t like soggy cornflakes, gotta eat them quick!” I said in between spoonfuls.
I finished the bowl and quickly washed it. Ollie handed me a bacon sandwich, which I immediately turned and gave to Poppy, who was stood behind me. Once everyone, but me, had their bacon, Ollie gave me the fifth dirty look in ten minutes.
“Mate stop glaring at me. Its not my fault I don’t like bacon!” I snapped but couldn’t help my smile.
“Yes, it is your fault,” he huffed.
I shook my head and as the mature adult I am, I stuck my tongue out at him. Everyone munched on their bacon while I munched on some toast. When we were all done, we retreated downstairs again.
Julian and Kasper went straight over to the pool table, racking it up while the rest of us draped ourselves over the couches. Poppy stuck in the first Transformers movie, but mostly to be on in the background.
Within twenty minutes, Aylee and Dustin were asleep, Ollie was engrossed in Candy Crush on his phone and Poppy was invested in reading one of her favourite books.
“Fancy darts?” Luca asked me, which I immediately agreed to.
We made our way over to the dart board, grabbing three darts each. We started the game.
“So, how are things with Kasper?” Luca asked, keeping his voice low.
“Honestly Luca, fantastic,” I said, hitting a ten.
“He seems really smitten by you, and that’s saying something,” Luca told me.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well,” Luca hit just off the bullseye and scowled at the board, “He always seemed to lonely, always brooding in some corner with Julian. He also didn’t really attend school that often either.”
“Really?” I hit the bullseye and did a little dance, grinning at Luca.
“Yeah, you made him a better student.” Luca attempted a serious face but ended up smiling.
“Funny,” I deadpanned.
“Now, tell me the truth when I ask this…” Luca said to me.
“How are you really doing? I don’t want to hear that you are “fine”, I want to know how you really are.” Luca’s aim was off, and he hit the wall.
I stayed silent for a moment, how was I really?
I sighed then spoke, “Okay, well I keep having nightmares that he’s going to just reappear, which I know he’s definitely not, but they’re so real. In some of them he is chasing me and in other’s he kills Kasper. But over the past couple of days, I have felt like I’m being watched. But I haven’t told Kasper that yet, so don’t say anything.”
Luca thought for a moment before answering. “I think its understandable that you feel this way because if you were suddenly all hunky-dory, then I think I would worry more. But you’ve been through a traumatic period and it’s bound to have lingering aftereffects.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” I said.
“Although, the being watched bit, I don’t think you should dismiss that as easily, it may be nothing, but you should always trust your instincts and if they say someone is watching you, I’d definitely look into it.”
I nodded, watching as he threw his dart, hitting an eighteen. In the end, Luca won by a few points and gave me a massive smug smile. I thanked him again for listening to me and gave him a hug.
We re-joined the lazy shits on the couch, dropping down to watch the rest of Transformers. It was the bit where Bumblebee made that big cube into a tiny cube, so it was not too far off ending, or maybe it was the middle?
Julian and Kasper’s pool game ended, Kasper having won. I got up and went round to Kasper. Without a blink, he wrapped his arms around me, and I sighed into him.
“You okay?” he asked me.
“Erm, can we go for a walk or something?” I asked him.
I looked up at Kasper and his eyes were laced with worry, but he nodded. We left the room and headed upstairs. Kasper followed me as I pulled him out onto the decking outside. I leant against the railing and looked out onto the beach.
The waves were calm at the minute, slowly moving up and down from the beach. The blue sky reflecting down on the water, making it glisten. I wish I could be as calm and the waves were, but no, I wasn’t.
“Shay?” Kasper’s voice broke through my thoughts. He came to lean next to me. “What’s going on?”
“I just feel like something isn’t right,” I told him.
“What do you mean?”
“I feel like I’m being watched. Which is crazy, I know. But I just can’t help this feeling that I have. Like I am just waiting for something to happen, but I don’t know what,” I said.
“Watched? By whom?” Kasper shifted his stance, so he was fully facing me, leaning on his elbow on the railing.
“That’s the problem, I don’t know!” I sighed, exasperated. “But I don’t even know if I am being watched or its my mind playing tricks on me because I am so used to looking over my shoulder.”
“Okay, well when we get home, we’ll tell your dad and see what he says. But for now, lets enjoy the time we have here because, I promise you, nothing is going to happen to you here.” Kasper pulled on my wrist and I fell into his embrace.
I nodded into him. He was right. I needed to enjoy this little holiday because I needed this. Plus, today was New Year’s Eve, an amazing excuse for us to get completely piss out of our minds.
“OLIVER! Will you hurry your god damn arse up and get out of the fucking shower!” I heard Aylee yell.
I popped my head out of my room and looked down the hall. Sure enough, Aylee was pounding on the door like a mad-woman, trying to get Ollie out of the shower.
“What the hell is going on?” Dustin asked, walking up to enjoy the show with me.
“That twat has been in there for over half an hour! It doesn’t take that long for a boy to shower!” Aylee yelled the last bit extra loud for Ollie to hear.
Before anyone could reply, the door opened and out popped the boy in question. He smirked at Aylee and I swear steam came out of her nose as she shoved him aside and stormed in the bathroom.
“Wonder what got her knickers in a twist,” Ollie said, feigning innocence.
“You’ll regret that, mate,” Dustin told him.
“Probably, but it was a little bit worth it to see her face.” Ollie grinned like a five year old and (literally) skipped along the hall to his room.
“At least it isn’t you and Addison having a screaming match, those weren’t pleasant,” Dustin said, chuckling.
“Oh yeah, how is my favourite cousin?” I asked, rolling my eyes.
“Weirdly quiet, she’s practically avoided me since you and Aunt Juliet moved in with your dad. Its been both pleasing and worrying,” Dustin explained.
“Hmm, I wonder why.”
We parted ways, me turning around to go back into my room. Because I had been sensible, I had had my shower this morning, so I didn’t have to fight over it now. Kasper had managed to get in before Ollie, so he was all sorted and was currently lying on the bed, slightly propped up by the headboard.
“What was going on out there?” he asked me as I sat down.
“Ollie was being himself,” I simply told him.
“Ah, I see.”
My phone rang from the bedside table, and I rolled over to pick it up. I saw my dad’s name flashing across the screen.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hey Shay! How’s things going?” he asked me but something in his voice seemed off.
“They’re great, I’ve just had an amazing show of Ollie and Aylee fighting over the shower.”
He laughed. “Well, I’ve actually being trying to get a hold of Kasper, but he isn’t answering, is he with you?”
“Yeah, hold on a sec.” I passed the phone over to Kasper. “Wants to talk to you.”
“Hey Chris…yeah sorry, phone is downstairs…oh right, okay…erm, no I haven’t…okay…yeah…will do…okay, see you.” Kasper hung up the phone and handed it back to me.
“What was that about?” I asked him.
“Oh, erm he was just asking me about one of the reports I did a while back,” he said but I didn’t quite believe him.
I didn’t question it, but I would later.
“You think the bathroom is free because I need to pee,” Kasper said, getting up from the bed and leaving the room.
I waited all of five seconds before I peered out of the room. I had just caught Kasper going into Julian’s room. Unless he was actually peeing on Julian’s room, he was going to talk to him about what my dad said.
I followed along after Kasper and thanked the angel who built these paper thin walls.
“You’ll never guess what your dad just told me,” Kasper said, his tone was serious.
“What?” Julian replied.
“Anton has taken over form Jax, and is on a serious war path,” Kasper told my brother.
“Fucking hell man,” Julian mumbled. “Have you told Shay?”
“Chris said not to, that he was going to tell her when we get back. I don’t know how I’m going to be able to keep this from her.”
“Jesus mate, you’ve turned soft.” Julian chucked.
“Yeah, well I love her. Besides you can’t talk, you’re exactly the same with Aylee!” Both boys laughed. “I better go because I said I was going to pee.”
Shit. That’s my que.
I sped back up to my room and practically launched myself on to the bed, pulling my phone out and pressing on Candy Crush, its obnoxious music playing throughout the room.
“Hey babe, Aylee still wasn’t out and someone else was in the other bathroom, had to go all the way downstairs,” Kasper lied and sat down.
I thought for a moment before answering if I should tell him I knew about Anton, but I decided against it, instead I just nodded and smiled, pretending to be invested in my game.
A few minutes later, I decided to start getting dressed. We had decided that, even though we weren’t going out, we were going to get really dressed up for our little party.
I headed to the bathroom quickly to wash my face before putting my make up on. I kept it mostly natural except for my eyeshadow. I straightened my hair then pulled it back into a high ponytail, curling my fringe to the side. I chose to wear a black cold-shoulder top which I tucked into a red skater skirt. I didn’t bother putting any shoes on, but I giggled to myself when I put on some Bugs Bunny socks.
I met up with Poppy at the top of the stairs and we walked down together. We were chatting away as we headed to the basement. When we walked into the basement, most of our friends were already there.
We spotted Aylee who had a half drunk bottle of wine in her hand already. As soon as she saw us, she made her way over, holding out the bottle to both of us. Poppy took a massive swig then handed it to me.
“Okay bitches, lets get this party started!” I said, bringing the bottle to my lips.
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