I look at myself in the mirror for a moment, I feel so bare in just this short laced dress, I'd do that stereotypical thing where you spin around holding the end of the lace of the dress and stuff, but that only happens in fairy tails - and I'm not exactly in a fairy tail right now... I put on my leather boots and jacket with it and sigh. I top up my mascara and lip gloss then check my phone to find a message from Elena 'can't wait to see you! Better wear the dress ;) xxxx' the text reads, sighing the lock my phone and head downstairs to the kitchen where dad and Noah are - this is actually the first night where dads been at home and not out drunk, 'hey' I smile awkwardly as I come over and lean on the other side of the kitchen Isle to them. 'You guys both going tonight?' He asks raising an eyebrow, 'is there anything wrong with that-?' Noah asks suspicious as he walks behind him '-dad' he finished giving me a dirty look, knowing how much it would annoy me since I like my things, mine. 'Nothing wrong, just figured as you two did try to stab each other today?' He asks seriously, 'sorry? I mean she did try stab me first, what am I meant to do? I mean I'm just protecting myself here.' He says shrugging innocently as dad looks at me seriously. 'You need to stop, just get along!' He says walking out the kitchen. But have fun tonight, I think you too really do need to get drunk and have fun these days' he says with a wink 'Wouldn't guarantee that' I mutter to myself sitting down on the high kitchen stool taking out my phone to try avoid a n awkward conversation. But Noah loves ruining things I guess, so he comes sitting opposite me laying to glasses of champagne out pushing one towards me, 'so...' He says sipping from his, 'why haven't you asked me anything yet?' He asks getting straight to the point, 'because I know you won't tell me' I say bluntly, gulping down about half the glass of champagne in one go, 'I'll tell you one thing' he says standing up reaching to the champagne bottle, 'quit hanging around that Tyler dude' he says poring me some more champagne in the slim glass. I knew there was something weird about that Tyler guy! Yet, I trust him more than I trust Noah, and I know they are both hiding something from me - and I don't care what I have to do to get it out of them, nor who I hurt ; I slip the same wooden stake that we both almost stabbed each other with out from under my dress and grip it tightly behind the stool. I take three deep breathes. You can do this Emily. One. Two. Three. 'Shame' I say coldly driving the stake straight to his stomach so it just goes in slightly, causing him to fall to the ground clenching his fists, 'what are you doing?' He asks clenching his teeth, 'doing what I should of done earlier' I point out stepping over him, 'getting answers' I add on leaving the room. It won't kill him, I mean it won't even injure him - it will just teach him, not to mess with me.
Jesus. I've just technically stabbed my own brother, what is happening to me. But I just keep walking forward, with a fake smile on my face as I approach Elena's car parked just outside the house. 'Leather jacket and boots! Why didn't I think about that?!' She greets me with, 'thanks?' I smile, 'you look amazing too!! Nice bracelet' I say drawn to the shiny diamond bracelet laying on Elena's dainty wrist 'pandora' she says in a fake-gloaty accent as she starts the car and drives off to the sound of 'shake it off' by Taylor Swift on the radio, 'ugh, this song is like so last summer now!' She squeals frantically tapping the radio button until 'turn down for what' comes on when we both give each-other that look and we both break out into random dance moves giggling and 'woohoo'ing.
Just 2 hours into the bonfire and i'm already feeling slightly drunk, I've completely lost Elena and Kristi and now I'm with a random bunch of strangers standing on top of logs carelessly dancing around to punk rock music, we're all recklessly flopping around onto people with drinks in our hands and I just don't want this to end - I feel like nothing matters and whatever happens now, no one will remember and I feel free, even with the tiny stang of guilt inside my gut of - you know - kinda stabbing my brother and all, but who cares? He's out of my way now, and I'm free! I smile spinning around into different peoples arms taking swigs of the random bottle of god-knows-what in my hand until I pass out - feeling amazing!
Next moment after a hazy blackout I'm sleeping in Zach's arms around a fire with other random people as he takes sip of his drink laughing so that every time - still at the bonfire. I sigh in relief as Zach looks down at me 'last time I spoke to you, you said you weren't coming, next time I see you, you've passed out next to the drinks - coincidence much?' He asks raising an eyebrow. 'I don't even know' I cringe pulling myself up so our lips meet, 'alright I need another drink!' I laugh and stumble out of his arms just behind a tree where I stumble back to see...
Noah. Great! Isn't that just the best, I stabbed him quite hard - I thought that would keep him down for at least a few hours, and I even locked him in his room and everything! He raises his glass up once to say cheers, but even I know it's more of a nice-try-killing-me-but-I'm-gonna-kill-you hidden as the cheers for the public. 'What?' He smiles walking over, 'thought I'd be dead by now? Well I'm sorry sweetheart it will take a lotttt more than a stake in my stomach to kill me' he grins whispering into my ear - sounding the inciest bit drunk. 'I'll take note.' I say rolling my eyes and walking away - from my practically biggest problem, legit! I carry on walking over to the drinks watching my back in case Noah decides this is a good time to stab me but I figured it's too public.
I spend 2 hours trying to avoid Noah, not thinking much about that Tyler said. But the problem is - probably knowing him being deliberately annoying and trying to make my life hell, he decides to hang out with Kristi and Elena - while I have to hang out with a bunch of random strangers who I am honestly hating being around right now!
Until the worst time of the day comes - everyone starts going home and Elena, who was meant to be giving me a ride kind of randomly forgot me and now practically everyone is gone! Or everyone I thought - I can feel Noah standing behind me now, cringing I roll my eyes and turn around 'so what's it gonna be - me or that creepy drug senior?' He smirks leaning on his car, 'I'll take my chances, I'd rather go with him, than you!' I shout turning around towards Derik - a senior who happens to sell drugs? Can't be that bad-
But I guess I don't really have a choice, he's gone! Derik has just driven off! I wave my hands in despair, annoyed that he had to embarrass me in front of Noah again. Gosh - things are going great for me aren't they now... 'Get in the car' he grins opening the door. I walk straight up to him with a stern face folding my arms 'no' I mutter and walk straight past him, 'fine, you know I do have every right to stab you back right now, so just get in.' He says un amused, 'I'd rather walk!' I say rudely, at this point he just laughs - he thinks everything I say is a joke! 'Fine, because in the car it's only about one hour and a half back home, walking ; well I'll see you in a few years' he says with a wink. Then I realise it's kind of stupid, he's my only choice left, and as much as it pains me to give in ; 'fine, but I'm sleeping' I mutter carelessly flopping into the passengers seat, 'don't crash the car' I say closing my eyes as he shut the door after me and got into the drivers seat, starting the car.

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Small things
Ficção AdolescenteEmily Hawkins is a typical grunge 15 year old girl living in England with her young dad, her brother and her dads ever lasting rotation of girlfriends, she's always been a very unenthusiastic person ever since her parents split up, and just when she...