Past My Bedtime Novels & Stories

"It's not bedtime yet silly it's the weekend I get to stay up a whole hour more you said." My shit has come back to bite me in the ass.

“Why don’t my driver and I take you home now?” He pulls me into his side gently as he adds, “After all, it’s past midnight — past the bedtime of a princess like yourself.”

His legs were curled up beneath his thighs. “I have been here long enough to hear you mumble some words about Lily,” He replied, wearing his usual smile. Dang it! I need a special reform center for this kid. My nightmares had also reduced tremendously for the past few months, thanks to Martin's incantations. I have mostly been dreaming of good times. “Don't you have something to do? Or maybe you could get some sleep too,” I chided. At ten, my mother never let us stay awake later than nine pm. It was not yet nine pm, but that was supposed to be the latest.

He says awkwardly before leaving the room. I don’t remember him mentioning anything about a night shift but I don’t say anything, grateful for the private space. After working around the house, I retire to bed by 1am to get some sleep but it doesn’t come as easily as I hoped. After a few tosses and turns, I turn on the lap and rest my back on the head of the bed. “This is futile.” To distract myself from thinking, I reach towards the drawer and take out an old photo album of Jayden.

James p.o.v It was late. It was already after seven in the evening and we were just done with our dinner. I wanted Alice in bed by seven-thirty but we won't make it, I think. I had read somewhere it was better to do something between dinner and sleep, something that reminded her of bedtime. As we were done with cleaning up it was seven thirty-five. I sighed, but then again it was a special day and we were all trying to settle in. So it wouldn't make me a bad parent if she went to bed a bit later, right?

I had a plan in my mind, but I couldn't build the courage to act upon it. The clock was ticking unusually loud in the living room as we sat in the quiet. I looked at the time - 11:32 PM. It was nearing the golden hour. I made it visible to everyone that I was tired and would be going to bed, in which everyone began to scramble to figure out who would shower first. I volunteered to go last, and everyone else before me walked upstairs without the slightest idea of what I was going to do.

I said frustratingly. "My pleasure....oh i think you said it's by ten...right?"She said. "You know what? It's seems you're feeling sleepy,go and sleep, goodnight" I said. "Hey!"She protested. "See you by ten"I said and ended the call, shutting down my laptop. How much more annoying can my friends get?. I placed my laptop on my bedside stool and then stood up from the bed. I left the room, running downstairs to the kitchen to make dinner.

The past is not something I love to remember but the future also seems to hold more fights for me. "I am a sorry story " I tell myself and try to go back to sleep. At least with her picture against my chest, the silence of last night returns to my head as I fall asleep. It's past three in the morning. * * * JOSIE "Wake up, you lazy child! " That's Stacey with a toy megaphone in her hands. "This girl is hell bent on ruining my sleep. " I grunt my disapproval at Stacey who doesn't mind a bit.

After showering and changing into pajamas, I had no choice but to collapse on the bed. “So soft—” I said. But my room was still nicer. Now, I don’t know if I can sleep soundly. Because I was adjusting, I think I fell asleep past twelve. Then I felt someone talking in front of me while moving my shoulder. “Wake up!” “Mama! I’m still sleepy. Later. 10 minutes please.” I mumbled and went back to sleep. I covered my face with the blanket to tell my parents that I was still sleepy.

I pondered. "Were, a past tense. Now they aren't,” she rolled her eyes and sat down beside me on the bed. It's already 1 a.m., and Scarlet and Patrick have decided to stay here because it's late, which made us happy. Patrick persisted in pleading with Scarlet to share a room with him, but she refused. I know they've become overly close, but I'm relieved she's not rushing into anything. And it had been a long time since we had a sleepover.