Chapter 32

I feel like my life is just out of place and I don’t understand crap.

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“Wake up, Dork.” I hear a voice say.

I twist and turn in my sleep. The softness of the duvet makes me moan and I hug it even tighter. A light suddenly shines on my face. My eyes are closed but I can feel the intensity of the light.

I groan and turn to the other side.

“Bro, get up.” I hear the voice again.

This time I feel strong hands rock me. But not in an attempt to make me fall asleep, but in an attempt to wake me up.

I open my eyes finally and I’m met with the image of a man. Well, I don’t usually call this person a man because he gets cocky. It’s Wesley!

I sit up and rub my sleepy eyes. How is he even here? “Yo, what are you doing here?” I ask him. I don’t recognize my voice, it’s much deeper.

“So I can’t see my own best friend?” Wesley asks.

I smile and sigh satisfyingly. I have really missed him. “The next time you try to die, I will kill