Page 140 of Lunar Diamonds
“Want to sing?”
We spent an hour performing Motown classics, turning the recreation room into our very own karaoke night along the lines of Glitter Fox.
I missed Danny and Lee so much. Having to lie in my texts about being poorly hurt. Lying to everyone in my life did.
Not now. Sing it out! Let it be tomorrow’s problem.
Yeah, and all the tomorrows after that.
With a spring in my step,I entered my bedroom, considering paying Drake a visit. See if he might be up for some more distraction.
My cock liked that idea.
I found a letter on my bed.
“What’s this?” I asked aloud, picking it up.
Dear Riley,
I’m sorry for everything.
I’m sorry for walking away.
But I have to go now. I’ve caused you so much trouble already. I don’t want to cause any pain.
Wishing you all the best,
Drake x
Gone? What the hell?
Assaulted by dizziness, I sat on the bed, my breath hitching. A jabbing pain, like a stitch, hit me under the ribs.
Gone? How could he be gone?
I dropped the paper, fresh pain pulsing in my temples.
Drake was gone? Just like that? Out of my life?
My bedroom door flew open. For a moment, I hoped it was him having a change of heart or admitting he’d just played a mean prank.
But it was my brother.
“We’ve got trouble.”
I jumped to my feet, the bite scar on my thigh suddenly itching. “What?—”
A blue figure slammed into Isaac from behind. He flew at the TV, the crash and clatter deafening.
“Isaac!”
“Fuck…” he moaned, lying in an awkward heap.
The blue figure strode into the room, familiar tendrils dancing across his body.
“You…” I squeaked, my throat closing, my heart threatening to stop. “But…”
But Uncle Jonathon was dead. He was?—
