In Love And Death

What Do We Do Now?

I woke up and looked at the clock in front of me. It was only eight.

I sighed, "I wish I could get sleep." I rolled over to the other side and tried to go back to sleep. Of course that didn't happen. I got up and went to the bathroom. I came back and layed beside Bert. He was rapped up in blankets.

I found my bag and picked up my phone. I had gotten 12 missed calls from my parents, and a few voice mails. I clicked on the first one.

"Zoe, we are worried about you. Come home, we need to sort this out."  They only wanted me there to figure everything out for them. It started playing the second one.

"Zoe, please come back. We fucking need you. Just come and we'll stay together,"My mother cried to me. I started to feel bad. The final one played.

This time it was my father speaking. "Zoe, your mother is failing at holding herself together. Please come back."

I felt bad. I left for the other room, I held my phone out in front of me, put it on speakerphone and called them. It took a couple rings for someone to pick up.

"Hello, Zoe." I felt my mother's excitement. I heard her call my father out to the kitchen.

"Hey mom, I just wanted to-," they made me stop.

"How are you doing? Are you okay?" She asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm over at a friend's house right now," I didn't want Bert hearing this. They were really loud.

"Oh, which one. I heard from the grape vine that Quinn was in a crash."

"He's okay in the hospital. I'm actually at his house right now." I gave away my location, I knew my mother was going to pick me up. I didn't want them knowing about Bert. They were gonna find out even if I didn't tell them.

"So are you alone? I'm picking you up right now." I heard her open a door, I guessed it was the garage.

"Ma, you don't have to. I'm-,"

"See you then, bye." She hung up. I started to freak out a little.

Bert heard me and walked into the living room. "What was that about?" He must've heard the whole conversation.

"My parents are coming over here."

"Ok, should I be worried?" He scratched his head.

"Yes you should. You need to hide when they get here. Just hide in your room." He nodded and ran off.

A few minutes later I heard a car. I opened the door and My parents were standing right behind. I jumped.

"Hello," I gave my cheesiest smile.

"Well, look at the place. I knew you were here." My mom said. She walked around the living room.

"Should I get my stuff?" I asked.

"We'll get it for you. Where is it?" Oh shit, I forgot. Everything was still in Bert's room.

"Um, I'll just get it." I raced down the hallway. My parents followed.

"No, is it in here?" My mom pointed at Bert's door.

"It's in that one," I lied and pointed to the bathroom. They walked down there and opened the door. I raced in the room, I put my finger on my lips and told Bert to not make a noise. I packed my things.

"Who is that?" My mom asked. I turned around, she was pointing at Bert. He smiled and waved at my family.

"Oh that's just a friend." I said.