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The boat makes, what feels like an abrupt stop to Nick, but wasnt, waves were hitting the sides of the metal sea object.
Nick's head went flying upwards, hitting the ceiling above him.
He groaned. Rubbing his forehead, he sits up in bed.
The was he was staying in was quite small, only room for a small wooden bedside table, twin sized mattress and some room to get out.
All the rooms were like this, and you go to choose if you got to "stand" or sit on the bed. The only plus to this was he got his own room.
An abrupt knock took him out of his trance of just staring at the printed painting of a garden of flowers, in the wall opposite of the blacked out circular window.
"Nick!"
His mom was behind his door.
"I'm coming," he repeated twice. Nick got up, hunched over, and opened the plain white door.
"We're going to get lunch." His mom said, " come with us. "
Her blue eyes stares directly into his brown ones.
seeing as he has nothing better to do, so he goes with her. Even if he's not hungry.
The cafeteria looked fancy, hanging ivy decorated the walls, lining the rectangular room, people say at the booths, chatting, eating, even playing poker.
Soft classical music drowned out the sound of people's voices as Nick grabs an Apple and goes to sit next to Alicia.
"Is your boyfriend still sick?" He asks, taking a bite out the the red apple.
Alicia looks up from her phone, "yeah, he says that he can't even get out of bed, it's so bad."
"Well, there's plenty of fish in the sea." Nick laughs some at his bad joke.
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Nick looked out into the horizon. The sun had set long ago and the water was pitch black. Clouds covered the moon and stars, and the only light was from the boat and the faint bright city.
They didn't say, but Nick knew why they went on this vacation. He overheard his mom on the phone, Gloria had actually overdosed.
He also knew because, they rarely ever go on vacations.
The last vacation he remembered was when he and Alicia were kids.
"Wondering which city that is?" A deep voice behind him asked, he's heard the footsteps behind him so he wasn't exactly surprised when the captain came to talk to him.
" not exactly, but now? " Nick blew out a smokey breath, 'I am. "
"That's the city of Forsyth." Strand said. " very damgerous, is advise you from going there. "
"Forsyth, isn't that the Perilous city?"
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"A bong Alicia?" His mom's stern voice echoed through the hall.
It had some Nick up, and confused him.
"I thought you were smarter than this," his mom knocked on his door, " Nick, we need to talk. "
He begrudgingly opened the small cheaply made door, "it wasn't me."
" Well, with this, we can't be a normal family. " she shook the broken shards of glass in his face.
"I didn't give it to her, so get it out of my face."
He pushed his mom aside. He needed fresh air, he seemed as if the air turned to smoke.
And with his mom's anger, it might of.