Super Rich Kids

We'll be Alright

December 21, 2013

 I stared at the clock, waiting for it to change into five from four fifty nine. I could think of a million reasons to close my eyes and let sleep take me but I find it not worth it at all. Why should I sleep to forget how awful the days are? I guess I’m just sadistic and like to enjoy the emotional pain of feeling lonely at night.

I looked over to see Cassie’s blonde hair splayed out beside her, her arm dangling out from the bed on the other side of the room. I turned my back to her and clock and stared at the wall, wondering when the sun will come up.

From: Dad

I’m visiting Preston for weekend. I expect you to be home for Christmas?

To: Dad

I’ll try my best.

From: Dad

Should I be worried that you’re texting this early in the morning on a Saturday?

To: Dad

I’m fine. Promise.

I didn’t bother to answer his call a few minutes later; I really didn’t feel like talking about how miserable I was.

I decided that making breakfast would be a good distraction but when I find Thomas lightly snoring on the couch, I decide against breakfast and approve of cuddling with him. I lay beside him, the couch isn’t as large as I thought it was, and wrap his arm around my neck.

“What are you doing?” his lips close to my ear as I try closing my eyes.

I shrug my shoulders, I really don’t know what I’m doing, “can’t sleep”

He groans louder and pulls the blanket up to cover my body and his arm bringing me closer.

I am woken up by a loud bang coming from the kitchen and a huff coming from Cassie, “If this prick is going to stay here any longer I think he should at least contribute for electricity”

Thomas sits up and rubs his hands over his eyes and sighs, “Cassie, we don’t even pay rent”

The smell of Bisquick fills the room, “I know but, they cut off cable and I don’t have any money”

 “I’ll go find a job,” Thomas gets up from the couch and stretches his body, “I’ll start right now.” He smiles down at me and reaches for my hand.

“Breakfast first, kids” Cassie smiles as she flips the pancake over in the skillet and slides it into a plate and hands it to Thomas.

We all eat breakfast in silence, enjoying each other’s company for the rest of the morning. I pace back and forth contemplating on what to wear to that party; I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go or not. I wanted to go because I knew I needed a distraction from everything and I haven’t gone out in a while but I didn’t want to go because I knew something bad was going to come of this if I went.

I walked over to my closet, seeing the perfect chance since Cassie and Thomas went out to get some groceries, and started looking for something because I was set to go to that party no matter what and nothing can change my mind.

“Ok, no! He did not say that!” Cassie burst through the front door with a thousand bags in one hand and a water bottle in the other, “I was there, you dick!”

“No but you didn’t even listen to what he said! You were so gone, Cass!” Thomas came in after with another dozen bags in both his hands; I didn’t understand what made them so happy.