Addicted {bxb}

XII

I didn't wake up with a headache the next morning but I did wake up to silence. I don't know how or when I fell asleep but it felt nice once I did. After going to the restroom I decided to head downstairs to at least greet my parents because it felt like the right thing to do.

"Good morning," I groaned once I was in the kitchen.

Silence.

I was looking down at my phone but once I looked up I realized there was no one there. Of course. I figured they would at least be home considering every time they throw a party/event at our house they usually decide to stay home. I guess not this time. I stepped around the island so that I could make something to eat for breakfast but the bright neon orange sticky note caught my attention. On it was another message to me from my mom.

Would have been nice if you told us you got back home instead of hearing it from Maricio.

I rolled my eyes, irritated because they always find a way to bring up Maricio at any chance they get.

We won't be back until midnight so don't trash the house again. -Mom

I grabbed the sticky note off the countertop and once again, crumbled it up before tossing it in the trash. If only they saw that I was trying to clean up the mess that I made that night I wouldn't be thinking all the bad thoughts that I was. I looked around the house noticing that being in the empty area I still couldn't get used to the silence. Being home alone was normal to me because it only took a few minutes before I wasn't alone anymore. Only recently I haven't been in the party mood so throwing a party instantly left my mind. I decided to text Erica asking her to come over and she said she would then I texted Oscar and his cousin Randy next. Soon enough, I wasn't alone anymore.

"Where are your parents?" Oscar asked after exhaling the smoke in his mouth. He passed the cigarette to Randy next.

I shrugged. "I don't know," I replied.

"They didn't tell you?"

"Nope. They usually avoid talking to me as much as possible."

"Damn," Randy chimed in, coughing on the smoke.

I chuckled and shrugged it off, not letting it get to me as I took the cigarette from his hand. "It doesn't bother me."

I noticed the cousins looked at each other and I knew they were both wondering if I was okay. I was okay. I'm better when I'm with this small group that I call "friends" so then I don't have to get lost in a cloud of thoughts.

"What about you, Erica?" Oscar questioned, bringing the unbothered female who was sitting in the corner of the couch into the conversation.

"What about me?" Erica asked, not looking up from her phone.

"Do your parents also leave you alone without telling you their whereabouts?"

"I wish they would," Erica replied.

"There you have it," I said and both Oscar and Randy were both looking at me again. "Life as a rich kid is not wondering where your parents are. If they want you to know they'll tell you."

"I still don't think I would be fine living a life like that," Randy said softly while he shook his head.

It would be normal for me to be worried about my parents right? I should be overthinking when they don't text me back but I'm not. I should think about calling the cops when they show up at the house before midnight but I don't. I'm never thinking about any of those things because... I don't care.

"Who wants to go to a club?" Randy suggested randomly.

"I'm down," Oscar said with an excited grin.

"Sure," I said with a shrug.