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"Dani, wake up, Dani" someone said shaking me slightly.  I opened my eyes to see my mum.

"Good morning mum" I said sitting up slightly on my bed, making my head ache. Oww. What happened? "What happened? I don't remember coming home yesterday"

"Well, Blake brought you home" she said "he said you mistakenly had spiked punch and got a little drunk"

I gasped as images of yesterday started to flash through my head, starting from the good ones to the bad ones. I danced?! Oh my God!

"So what happened, what about Clover?  Did she come with Blake?" I asked.

"No, Blake said she was with a boy named Thomas and I should tell you just that incase you asked when you woke up. He said she was safe with him and not to worry he made sure Thomas dropped her home" my mom replied.

"Oh thank God" I sighed in relief "I can't believe I got drunk"

"Well, you did. Here's a cup of tea to help with the hangover" she said gesturing at a cup of tea she had placed on my bedside table "Get some rest and when you're ready, come down for breakfast alright?"

"Okay mum. Uh, I'm sorry if I made you worry yesterday because I'm sure I missed my curfew" I apologised.

"It's okay sweetie. You were stressed and sad and needed to let off some steam" she said, cupping my face.

"Thanks mom, you're the best" I said, hugging her.

"Okay, now get some rest alright?" She said standing up to leave.

"I will" I replied and she left.

I took a sip of the tea she had made and it was milky, just how I liked it. Some minutes later, Tyler came into my room.

"Dani, Dani, are you okay?" He asked, climbing onto my bed.

"Yes Ty, why wouldn't I be?" I replied, dropping my cup of tea back on the table.

"Because a stranger brought you home yesterday and he was carrying you and he said you were a little sick"

Carry me? Blake carried me while I was asleep? Oh shit, that's so embarrassing, what if I snored? I mean I don't snore but who knows what vodka does to a person.

"Dani?!" Tyler called, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah? Oh yeah. I'm fine thanks and why were you still up so late?" I asked.

"I was waiting for you" he said pouting "Mom let me because I didn't have school today"

"Oh, I'm sorry I came home so late, Ty" I apologised dragging him into my arms "Dani was just a bit tired"

"Okay, but you have to play with me through out today" he said, pointing his little index finger at me, an expectant smile on his face.

"Alright big guy" I said laughing "but please don't make me play Militant Ty"

"No, that's exactly what we are playing" he said getting off my legs and running to his room, to get his toy soldiers ready, oh boy.

I finished my tea, freshened up and went downstairs to have breakfast. I met my mom on a call when I went downstairs.

"Yes she is ........oh look, she just walked in" she was saying "okay, give me a minute......honey, your dad wants to speak to you"

"I don't want to talk to him" I said rolling my eyes and grabbed a bowl and a box of frosties.

"Come on Dani, he just wants to know how you are doing" she replied.

"Tell him I'm fine, mom" I said.

"Hold on a sec honey" she said into the phone "No, she does, she's just recovering from a hangover.......yeah I'll make sure she does.....yeah....love you too"

She dropped the call and walked over to me.

"Daniella, why don't you cut your dad some slack? It's not his fault he works at a company run by assholes who are barely offering us any protection" she defended him.

"That's not his fault, but why is he still working for them?" I asked, annoyed now.

"He's not working for them, his mole is working for them" she explained "you remember Robert?"

"Yeah" I replied "I think he was Dad's friend from the office?"

"Yeah, the stupid company assigned the task of keeping tabs on VPR, you know just incase they were planning an attack against them, to someone who also happened to be Robert." She explained "He decided to infiltrate them, dangerous if you ask me, by working in their drug factory. Your dad told him the location of the place and he somehow managed to get a job as a worker there and since then, he snoops around and informs your dad of their next move. Keeping an eye for both the company and your dad"

"Oh, that's cool, but VPR?" I asked confused.

"The Vipers" she shrugged.

"Oh, so that's what we're calling them now?" I asked, chuckling.

"Yeah, Viper's a bit of a mouthful" she said, pouting.

"That's just two syllables, mum" I replied, an amused smile on my face.

"Whatever, look just promise me you'd give your dad a call alright?"

"I'll try" I shrugged.

"Reina Michelle Fox" she said, calling my full and real name. Okay, now I knew she was damn serious.

"I get it mom, I'd call him, I swear" I said, putting my hands up in surrender.

"Alright then, have your breakfast" she said handing me a jug of milk. I made my cereal and began eating, my mind far away from my kitchen.

I was thinking of how life would be if we eventually had to move again. We'd be stuck in a run-away limbo and I doubt I'd be able to make friends like the ones I had right now.

My hand played with the locket around my neck unconsciously and I looked down at it. My dad gave me that when we were in Minnesota, the second place we moved to. It was my birthday and I was sad because I didn't have any friends. A smile slipped onto my lips as I recalled that day.

My parents had organised a not so surprise birthday get-together, thanks to my mom's inability to keep a secret. I wonder how she's able to refrain from telling everyone at her workplace that she's actually Catherine Fox and not Pearl Robinson.

Anyways, it was just me, Tyler, both my parents and cakes and chocolate and icecream, lots of icecream. It was as fun as a little house party could be and at the end of the day, my dad gave me the locket as a birthday gift. It didn't really look like a locket though until you looked closer and noticed the tiny latch by the side. Those were good times.

I didn't hate my dad, I was just pissed, really pissed at the fact that the constant moving around that left me with no friends or social life whatsoever, was his fault. Imagine going from having your own squad to having no one, and the worst part is I couldn't even contact them.

It's a good thing my dad was the level headed one cause in the past, I've said a lot of hurtful stuff to him in my anger, which I ended up regretting and apologising for. My mom on the other hand wasn't so lenient.

At least I have friends now, so maybe I could cut him some slack. I finished my breakfast and went back to my room. I picked up my phone from my bed to see that I had a text from Blake. Scratch that, I had five text messages along with seven missed calls, all from Blake!

7:15am

Blaky: Wake up, sleepy head! And call me when you see this.

10:00am

Blaky: Dani, are you okay?

10:30am

Blaky: Pick up the godamn phone!

11:00am

Blaky: Come on, Daniella!

11:50am

Blaky: We have some serious talking to do.

Woah, why did he sound so worried? I was drunk for Christ sake, I was obviously going to sleep in. I decided to text him.

Me: Hey Blake! I'm so sorry for not picking your calls or replying your texts, I slept in, as expected *insert eyeroll* and then I went down for breakfast without my phone, and what do you mean serious talk?

I clicked send and some seconds later  he had replied.

Blaky: Oh, sorry 😅 and I'm referring to those things you said yesterday.

What things did I say? I thought. I tried recalling and then it hit me. Oh my God, I think I said something about the Vipers yesterday! Shit! That's probably why he was sounding so worried.

I was freaking out so I decided to ignore him, at least until I came up with a good excuse. I put my phone on silent so I wouldn't know when he texted back and that way, I wouldn't feel guilty for ignoring him.

I sat on my bed, thinking of the right excuse to give or ways to avoid the inevitable questioning that awaited me when Blake finally saw me, when from the corner of my eyes, I saw my phone screen light up, a private number.

Who could be calling me with a private number? I thought. Maybe it was Blake, he's probably doing that so I could pick up......nah, that's a bit too much.

Deciding that it couldn't be Blake, I hesitantly picked up my phone, tapped the green button and put it to my ear.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

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Hey guys! Dami here 😁. I hope you all are fine and are staying safe.

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