Change of Plans

11|linen closet

Friday, November 18th

After Phoebe and Lily left for the party, I drove back to the comfort of my own home. I tried to convince them not to go. I had never been to a party but I imagined they were just horrible.

Drunk people, sweaty people, and horny people happened to be my least favorite kind of people.

But, my convincing didn't work and they went anyways.

As of right now I was eating dinner with my family.

The only reason Lily and Phoebe made me leave so early is so they could get everything ready for after when they were too drunk to comprehend anything. They had a taxi on speed-dial, set out some water bottles and Advil for the morning, and made sure the beds were ready for immediate use, for sleeping obviously.

The house they were going to is also pretty far but I don't think they would actually go until 11ish.

"Where are Lily and Phoebe tonight?" My father asked.

"Just at their houses." I said, thinking on my feet. My dad seemed to have bought it.

"They really are lovely girls." He said with his slight British accent.

My dad was from England. My mom met him when she studied abroad during college. Emma and I were both born there but we never lived their long enough to have any concrete memories of it, or get an accent gosh dang it.

Once dinner was done and the dishes had been done, I went up to my room to watch Jurassic World. I was in the middle of swooning over Chris Pratt when I heard my phone ring.

I looked at the time and scrunched my eyebrows. Who the hell would be calling me at 11 freaking pm? I reached over and paused the movie to answer my phone, not bothering to look at the caller I.D.

"Hello?" I questioned into the small speaker.

"Hey, pretty lady." I heard a slurred voice on the other end and recognized it as Eli's.

"What do you want Elijah?" I sighed. This couldn't be good.

"I want you to stawp callin me Elijah." He said and I sighed again, waiting for him to speak up again. "I jus wanna see youuuu." He whined and something in me stirred.

I could only image what he looked like right now, pouty lips, disheveled hair, crooked smile.

"Um, I'm watching a movie." I replied trying to get the image out of my head.

"Can I watch it with you?"

"No, you're at a party." I reasoned. What was he going on about?

"No, m not." He stated simply.

Wow, this kid was so drunk he didn't even know where he was.

"Yes, you are Elijah." I said, starting to become sleepy.

"Actually," he slurred,"I'm in an ally...I think."

My eyebrows knit together in confusion, "Elijah, where are you?" My voice sounded more panicked than I would have liked.

"Well, I jus passed this really pretty store. It has cakes, and cupcakes, and cookies. There's a lot of pertty things, like you." He added and I almost laughed at his drunken state then I realized I knew where he was. I hesitated before letting out a sigh and speaking into the phone, "Eli, stay where you are, I'm coming to get you."

"Wellll, okie dokie artichokie." He said and I heard the line go dead.

Oh shoot. This definitely wasn't on my schedule.