A Short Story : A Story?

Kid are you alright?” Facundo worried. No response came from Alejandro. Facundo realized that it was getting could so he picked up the boy and brought him to his car. ‘Man i’m in big trouble this time’ he thought. Facundo just drove to the hotel he was staying at with Alejandro in the back seat. “Hope he wakes up tomorrow.” he muttered. Slowly he began to fade into a blissful sleep.

“Hey what's going on down here,” dad shouts in confusion.“You guys need to quiet down. It's 4AM and you need to get some sleep.”

“Good night,” he says to his overzealous friend. Alex, still trying to catch her breath, is being pulled from the bed and down the hall to the elevator.

“How else am I supposed to get your attention Lucas? Anyway remember to get a lot of rest tonight for the game tomorrow.” He replies. “We need to be in top shape for tomorrow's match”.

“It is all good; my parents are sleeping, and we will not get in trouble.” Ben stated.

The sun was high in the sky, gleaming down on us. The air was breezy, but not cold. The day was ordinary, or so it seemed. But what was out of place? That would be my brother, the only person who could possibly get himself into such a situation, with his impossible ability to almost die, but just miss the mark. As he sat there on the ground with his back to us, legs sprawled out in front of him, we didn’t even realize that there was anything wrong. Hold on a second. Let’s rewind this just a little.

“It’s okay, we can always spend time together tomorrow” replied Cindy. She finally got in bed and fell sound asleep. The time ticked by

"Leon, you should go to sleep, I'm blowing out the candles." Said Jen. Lucas nodded his head and went to lie on the bed as his father lied on the other side and blew off the candles. Lucas couldn't sleep due to his worry.

"Gaius," he cried, "what happened? You let me sleep? Why? I have too much to do to sleep away the afternoon! Ohhh, what will Arthur say when he finds out I was napping?!"

“What time is it?” I asked Ellie. Looking down at her watch she told me it was nearly 9 o'clock in the evening. “Wow we’ve been talking for awhile. Maybe we should head to bed.” While bobbing her head up and down, we got up and made our way to our rooms. After we said goodnight I plopped down in bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

Max turns over and looks at the clock. Ten at night. He should be in bed by now. Afterall, he did have school in the morning. Max groans again and rubs his eyes in an attempt to stay awake. To be honest, the only thing he succeeded in was making his arm

“Fenris?” My brother emerged from our shared bedroom, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. “Why do you always get up so early? It’s like you don’t sleep.”

Jim turned off the television. “Alright, buddy, time for bed.” He unstrapped Julian one last time for the day and laid him gently onto his bed, restraining his arms and legs, again. He kissed his forehead, gently rubbed his head and turned off one of the lights to his room. Jim looked at the football border that ran around the ceiling of Julian’s room.

Madeline stopped dead in her tracks when she saw that Gabriel’s things were gone from the room when she returned. Had he left her? She shook her head, trying to calm her anxious heart. Gabriel didn’t seem like the type that would just up and leave because she was uncertain about what she wanted. It seemed more likely that he had just moved to a different room.

He gets back home, does his homework and is about to go to sleep. He glances at the clock. It is nine twenty-seven pm.