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I woke up the bright beaming against my face. I leaned away from the sun and picked up my phone. I had a million texts from my sister wondering where I was. There was so many of them up until the moment she got home and realized I was already tucked away in bed. It was annoying that she spammed me that much but I loved that she cared about me more than just taking me out and showing me a good time. 

When her and I were younger she wasn't a real friend to me all the time. She was my big sister and who had taken on a motherly role over me. As a child she was an old soul. She would dress and feed me when Mom didn't and do all the things Mom's did to their kids. She was way to young to be like that but it just fit her so well. Our Mom didn't even mind either, she let her daughter become a mother too young. Luckily, mom got better and she didn't have to do that for too long. She started to become more of a kid and that is when her and were sisters not mother and daughter. My mom is a great person and I know that for a fact but Heather is the mother I never had even after all these years.

To my surprise, not all my texts were from my big sister but from the number that I had texted that night. 

Him: Hi

Him: Do I know you?

Him: I usually never get texts so I must know you.

I had no idea what to text back, honestly. I don't know why i texted him in the first place but it would be rude of me to just ignore it. I could be like, " sorry wrong number" like any normal person  Would do but I didn't want to do that. He had his number written on the wall of a club and I felt bad for that so I should at least explain it to him.

Ocean: Sorry, I saw your number written on a wall last night at this club and I texted  you... Really have no reason.

His response seemed to be almost instant witch surprised me. It seemed like it was so early in the morning so I was expecting no one to respond but it was already noon.

Him: Which club?

Ocean: I don't really know the name honestly.. Some girl wrote your name there and like a long message about you.

Him: Do you remember what it said?

Ocean: No, sorry.

Him: That's okay.

Him: Anyway, why did you take some random strangers number off a bathroom wall and decide to text it?

Ocean: Well... I don't really have a good reason or if i did i dont remember it... I'm guessing loneliness or revenge? maybe alcohol? 

Him: Three terrible things lonliness, revenge,and alcohol.. 

Ocean: Indeed.

Him: I have to go to work but I like you, bathroom wall texter girl.. I'll talk to you later.

Ocean: Okay! Have a good day.

I had no real opinion of what was going on at this point. I wanted to talk to this guy more and more and I couldn't put my finger on a reason why. The only thing that seemed logical was loneliness. I had been dating Ben for quite some time and I had became depend on his companionship and the masculine role he had on me. It was something I had grown accustomed to, the male figure in my life and the lack of that was hard on me. 

This mystery boy I was texting seemed to be equally interested in me though. He was interested in me, clearly as he had said, but I really hoped it wasn't like a sexual way. I wanted to like me because I was clever or interesting or made good conversation not because he hoped I was easy.

"Well, well, well", Heather said sipping coffee at the table," How did you get home last night?"

"I was sitting on the side walk and this really nice and super cute guy came out and we talked for a while and offered to give me a ride and I said yes", I explained and her eyes got huge, they seemed as if they would fall out of their sockets. 

" Why did you do that, Ocean? How stupid are you? That guy could have been a killer or a rapist and you went in a car with him! you are lucky to be alive", she yelled at me and I pushed her off and browsed for breakfast in the fridge," Are you ignoring me? You shouldn't be, Ocean. I'm you're older sister, I know I'm not your mother but I've always known whats best for you."

I made myself a bowl of fruit loops and began eating them, still ignoring my sister. She had no right to reprimand me in a situation like this. I know she wouldn't have drove me home and I knew she wouldn't have cared about my break up last night when she was drunk. I wanted to go home and I got home safely. Yes, I am lucky to be alive but its over now so it shoudn't be such a worry. I was in college, I was an adult, I had the right to make these kind of decisions on my own.

"Ocean?", she called out in her most motherly voice.

"What?', I said looking up at her casually with food in my mouth.

"You are lucky to be alive", she said and I rolled my eyes," Don't be like that. You know you are lucky to be alive and you are lucky to have a protective sister like me looking out for you."

"I'm going to pearls house", I said dumping the rest of the soggy cereal into the sink and walked up the stairs of my childhood home. I gathered the clothes I had brought back home together in my bag and all my other things into my hands. I had only been home for a while but I knew I wasn't going to be staying here. I had depended on my mother's home for all of my childhood and I hated doing it now.

"You're leaving?", she questioned," Mom is going to be so upset to see you just up and leave!", Heather yelled as I walked to my car and out the door.

"I don't care", I said as I got comfortable in my car and drove off. 


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