Addiction

Chapter 17

Lisa's P.O.V

Emma finally wakes up and order pizza and we ate and end up watching wrestlemania until we both fell asleep.

My alarm wakes me up and i lazily groan and get out of my bed to take my shower.

The bathroom isn't as pack as it was yesterday morning and for that I'm so happy.

I hurry and take my shower and go and brush my teeth.

Hoe you need to talk to Gerald* My conscious say to me.

But what would i tell him?

I should just say i like you even though we just met, I find you irresistibly sexy and the way you style your hair makes me want to pull your hair and kiss the hell out of you.... But do you feel the same way

What no that's crazy

Just say can we be more than friends.

I remember what my mom told me at my sweet 16 , when i was finally able to date.

"Honey ... You gotta carry yourself like a queen because that's what you are... You need to leave them boys wanting more" She once said to me.

I am here having a full conversation with myself on my way to my dorm... If someone saw me they'd think I'm crazy.

On way to the stairs i see a guy with pinkish blonde hair and i immediately know it's Edward.

I'd yell and say Hey but i look like a disheveled abandon cow.

So i just continue walking to my room.

I enter the room and Emma is not here so that means she must be in the shower.

I put on ripped black jeans and a black t shirt and put my hair into a simple yet complicated bun and put on lipstick.

It's 8:40 i should go get coffee before my classes start.

On my way i pull out my phone and call my mom but it goes to voicemail.

Why hasn't she be picking up the phone lately.

I'd call my dad but I'm in no mood for his bullshit.

I call my brother jace and he picks up.

Thank God

"Have you heard from mom" We both say at the same time.

"What... Wait you live her so i should ask you that" I say and leave my building.

Emma is walking back from the shower and she waves at me.
I do the same.

"Yeah well since when we came home from droping you off at campus, her and dad got into an argument about something and she was mad and left and i've been calling her non stop but she hasn't respond" He says and i hear a car engine start... He must be on his way to school.

"So like did dad tell you what the argument was about" I ask

"No...On that night that Mom left he went and got drunk"

He says and i feel like I've been kick in the throat... My parent never faught before so this must mean something really bad happend for my mom to leave the house.

"Where would a 48 year old woman with 3 kids go when her and her bastard of a husband get into a fight" I groan and make my way to Starbucks.

"I don't know... My thing is why would mom should leave... Dad should have left if anyone was suppose to leave in the first place" He says.