Good girl in Bad girl's clothing

Chapter 5

I was at home still dressed in my school uniform seeing as I wasn't going anywhere tonight or ever again there was no point in changing hopefully I'd never see charlie again I was better off without him who needs a boy when you can sit inside and do homework or hang with your mum who thinks you are hooked on drugs, a knock came from my door distracting me from my thoughts "come in" I watched the door slide open slowly revealing my mum she looked sad but was trying to make a smile just so I wouldn't notice 

"I got a call from the police station" she fiddled with the the ring on her finger she did that when she was nervous about stuff it was a habit I guess 

"No traces of drugs were found...I still don't like you going to that party though" my heart did a little backflip as I heard the news I jumped off my bed and hugged her tightly like I was never going to see her again "oh and someone is at the door for you" she told me I pulled away and looked at her strangely I thought she would have sent this person away but I guess not

"Who is it?" She nodded downstairs then began walking with me trailing behind her she stuck her thumbs up at me when she went into the living room I shook my head then headed to the door the guy from school that had told charlie to leave me alone was standing facing away from me with his back to the house I folded my arms over my chest and coughed

"Oh...hey" he mumbled as he spun round and faced me a cocky smile spread across his face 

"Hey...why are you here?" I asked 

"Because I wanted to find out what happened between you and that charlie kid...also I think you owe me that explanation since I walked up and knocked on five wrong doors because I had no idea what door it was" I shook my head keeping my arms crossed 

"Please...I'm a good listener...and I swear I won't tell anyone" 

He kept staring at me not saying word or even moving 

"GOD DAMIT IT FINE!" 

I grabbed his sleeve and dragged him inside then to my room after my mum questioned me on qhat we were doing, what we would be doing in my room, and who in the name of god was he