The next morning I wake up late in the afternoon alone in spooky's bed. I sit up grabbing the shirt and shorts he had let me borrow putting them on before walking out of the room and down the hall. Seeing Spooky and the same men from last night. Along with César, who looks at me bewildered. "Your phone has been going off all morning." He says tossing my purse to me giving me a knowing look. "Oh shit," I say digging out my purse and seeing the 7 missed calls from my father. I quickly call back pacing to the bathroom and shutting the door. "Alyćia! What's going on are you okay?" He asks frantically over the phone. "Yes papa, I'm alright, I accidentally left my phone at Olivia's she invited me over for movies and I just got it back," I say pushing back my hair praying he doesn't overreact. "I asked you one thing Alyćia, you had me worried you know anything can happen in freeridge." He says sounding relieved. "I gotta go papa, I'll call tonight I promise," I say as the two of us go back and forth before he reluctantly lets me off the phone. I stick it back in my purse seeing my keys and money. I zip my bag sitting it in Oscar's room before walking back into the kitchen.
"Everything good?" César asks and I nod walking back into the kitchen. "Just my father checking in on me you know how older men can be," I say walking past him towards spooky who had made a big plate of breakfast. "I'll walk you home Alyćia," César says turning around looking at me. "Don't worry little brother, I've got her handled," Spooky says grabbing my hand pulling me into his chest. "What's going on?" César says looking at the two of us confused. "Looks like you gotta new step mommy." joker says lighting a cigarette and looking me up and down. "You can't be serious since when we're you interested in my friends," César says watching as spooky eats his breakfast giving me bites of his food occasionally. "Since I had her in my bed." He says sarcastically smirking at César. "Don't worry about it," I say stealing a piece of strawberry off of Oscar's plate and popping it into my mouth. "Get your stuff I'll take you home," Oscar says leaning down and kissing me, smacking my ass as I walk away. "She's not your bitch." Oscar says sharply dismissing César complaining. I quickly grab my things from Oscar's room walking back into the kitchen. Oscar grabs his keys and I follow him outside getting into the car.
