met him in the laundry

im here for you, okay?

tw: alchol/ism, drugs , abuse, sa, bad language, family problems

Elliots POV:

You could say i got really lucky with this
situation. Y/n having my hoodie on made her come back to me so that's definitely a sign right ? She could've sneaked into her home without her key but she still chose to come back to me for the key. I don't know what reasons she had for this desicion but she must have been really scared to go back home i guess.

After our relatively long hug we went back to my room but we didn't really say anything until now.The silence was comforting.

Y/n grabs her phone and turns on her spotify playlist. The first song that she plays is Saint Pablo by Kanye West and to be honest i really enjoy listening to it.

I light up a joint and look over to her .

'' You want some?''

''Fuck it. Give me that shit''

I didn't expect her to accept it, like at all but im
not mad. She lies down next to me, taking a drag. She laughs a little bit and looks at me.

''First time?'', i lift my eyebrows.

''What do you think?''

We both smile and she takes her phone to turn up the music.

y/n's POV:

The time went by fast and it has already turned 10pm so i guess there isn't any reason not to go home now.

''I think i'm gonna have to go back home you know?''

''Yeah of course, you want me to bring you?''

I didn't want for him to see my family or how they are acting so i make sure he's not coming with me.

''Noo way it's not a long way and i'm old enough right?''

I force a laugh and notice he looks concerned and worried but that doesn't stop me from going home. The more i wait the worse is gonna be the situation.

'' Byee''

''Text me if you need anything, okay?''

Im confused about how he's acting about me going home but it's sweet.

'' I ain't got your number tho''

''Uhh shit right''

He hands me his phone and i type my number in.

''Here you go, but imma be good okayyy?''

''Take care y/n''

He smirks and exhales the smoke from the last drag he took.

I make my way outside and wave goodbye to Samy, who's sitting at a kitchen table.

at y/n's home:

again tw: alcoholism, language, abuse

I'm trying to be as quite as i can. I sneak through the hallway straight to the stairs that lead up to my room.
Suddenly i hear something falling or tripping but i'm not sure what it is so i make my way to to the kitchen.
My mom is standing at the fridge looking for something to eat.

''Hey mom,are you okay?''

''Y/n! Well look who decided to come back home...''

''Sorry mom, i stayed with Rue and Jules and we were chilling at Jules home today''

She is drunk as fuck and i don't wanna talk to her right now because it makes me dizzy.

'' Hope you had fun''

Shes being  ironic it's obvious.
Her breath smells like vodka and her eyes are red.

'' where's dad?''

''I don't know and i don't care''

Okay noted, i should avoid asking this question. Without saying anything more i turn around and go to my room.

I quickly lock the door and fall onto my bed. I got lucky because i think my dad isn't at home so he's probably having a night shift tonight.

Right when i closed my eyes i hear keys opening the door downstairs.
Why did i think i was lucky?

I roll my eyes and open my door a tiny bit to hear what is gonna happen downstairs.

I hear my dad talking to my mom:

'' what are you doing?''

''nothing?''

''Turn around and stop acting dumb
...TURN AROUND''

'' Leave me alone!''

''what the fuck do you mean? FUCKING ALCOHOLIC BITCH!!''

I stop breathing for a second and wait.

Silence.

I hear the door from my dads bedroom slamming.
I slowly open my door and tip
toe down the stairs to check on my mom.
She's sitting on the couch, bottle in her hand looking at the ceiling.
I take a deep breath and walk back to my bed locking my door with my key.

Elliot's POV:

I brushed my teeth and walk back to my room. The rain outside stopped but there's still wind. I drop onto my bed and watch the trees moving.
All of the sudden i hear my phone ringing and there's a ft call coming in from a random number.

Nervously I pick up the phone and y/n pops up on my screen, laying on her bad with her covers pulled up to her face.

''Damn you scared me''

She giggles and looks at me, but i notice something's wrong.

''You good?''

''Yeah, just wanted to have some company while I fall asleep.''

I know she's lying but i don't wanna ask any questions.

'' of course''

She puts the phone at a pillow and closes her eyes.

I grab my guitar and start playing some quiet melodies trying to get some inspiration for a new song, while i look at her falling asleep.

After 5 mins I notice she's breathing loud so shes probably asleep.

I don't wanna end the call, that would be weird so i just look at her sleeping. My eyes are starting to get heavy so i place my phone on my bedside table and fall onto my pillow.

''good night y/n''