Runaway Children // Isac Elliot

Chapter 7: Run away

That day Isac followed me home. We were standing at my doorway when he once again leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips.

"I like your lips" I said. It sounded more sensual than I actually wanted it to. Isac blushed. "Aw, you're so cute, you're turning red!"

Isac's face turned even more red as we both laughed at it, then we said goodbye and I opened the front door just to turn around, wave for Isac one last time, and then shut it behind me. I looked out the window that was next to the door and saw Isac casually walking back to his house while kicking a rock. I chuckled for myself and went into the kitchen to grab something to eat. Opening the fridge I saw that we had tons of alcohol in there, like ten bottles and eight cans. I sighed and decided not to eat anything, so I went into the living room again, sat on the couch and turned the TV on. Apparently dad wasn't home, because if he was, he would've been in the living room or the kitchen. He couldn't be in his bedroom at 6 pm. He must've gone out when I did to see Isac.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket when I started getting bored of Teen Mom, and texted Jai.
»What's up?«

While waiting for Jai to respond I played a game. »Playing COD lol« The message said when he'd responded.

I giggled for myself and let my fingers dance over my smartphones keyboard. »That is so typical you, sorry«

Jai replied with a laughing smiley, and I thought that, that was the end of our conversation, but he texted me a couple of minutes later. »So what happened with your dad?«

»It's not like he got angry or anything. I still think he believes in Amanda's theory about it all« I answered.

»Ah, alright«

»But when we got home I gave him a lecture about how he should raise me and then I went to see Isac«

It took a while for Jai to respond. »Lol at ur dad«

I sent him a laughing smiley and then got back to watching TV. But I wasn't focusing on the teenagers arguing with the twenty year old father of their child, I was thinking of Amanda. What she was doing now and how she was thinking. Then the thought hit me. Why don't I just call her? I know dad told me not to contact her again but what the hell, what has he ever done that made me want to do what he tells me to? I grabbed my phone which I'd put on the table and called Amanda.

"Hello?" she said when she answered after two signals. She was probably sitting by her phone all day.

"Amanda" I said. It sounded quite dramatic.

I heard gasping. "Joey, oh my God, are you okay?" She actually sounded worried.

"No..." I said. "I'm not okay"

"Why didn't you tell me, oh my God? I'm so sorry for you" She was pathetic. It was like she believed in her own lies.

"Come on, Amanda. Cut the crap"

"Excuse me?"

"Why did you do this to me?"

"Do what?"

"You drugged me"

"No I didn't, I don't know what you're talking about" I was so angry with her at the moment, I still couldn't believe that she'd done this to me. She was acting dumb and stuck up now.

"You told everyone I'm suicidal!" It was quiet for about ten seconds before I heard Amanda chuckle.

"Oh come on, Joey!" she said. "We all know that it would've happened either way with your alcohol obsessed dad and your life which sucks" What the hell? Why was she saying this? Where did this come from? Had she felt this way through all these years?