Paper Birds

Chapter 10

-Jeremy's P.O.V-

I rushed back towards my house with anticipation, as I slam my front door.

I threw my raggy old backpack on the kitchen counter, In search of a phone (since I don't carry a cellphone) but it was no longer on the phone hook where we usually kept it in the kitchen.

"What the hell..." I whispered to myself as I scratched my head in confusion. Everyone owns and always uses there iPhones-except me of course. So this is very unusual to find out that it was no longer on the hook.

Finding no desire to search the whole house, I pressed the small button that was centered on the phone hook to page it.

I waited for minute until I was startled by a loud ring that was coming from behind me. As I turned around, I was greeted with my 3-year-old brother; Taylor pressing buttons onto the house phone.

"Taylor, what the fuck are you doing?" I asked him, taking the phone away from his small hands.

He looked down silently tugging onto one small finger after another.

"I'm sowwy big bwother.."

I roll my eyes.

He usually does this to look cute whenever he does something he shouldn't do. This tactic normally works on my step-mom, which results to her giving him a cookie then a punishment.

But I'm not going to fall into his manipulative games.

I got bigger things on my agenda then handling him. So I proceed to past the kitchen and into the hallway, then run upstairs to retrieve my step mom. Since surely if Taylor is here, she must be home.

As I walk down the hallway, I could see that my parents room that's down the center of it, with the door widely open.

Taking this as an 'all good' signal to walk in, I slowly step inside.

Just like what I have predicted correctly, my stepmother was sure home-but spread eagled on the bed, snoring. I quietly knocked on the frame of the door to wake her up, but she didn't budge.

I tried calling out to her, but still no answer.

Finally, I decided to step in side of the room and placed my hand on her arm, shaking her slowly.

Her eyes flickered open, with a slight yawn following behind it. 

"Well good morning Jasey" she says in her usual gentle voice, sitting up slowly. 

"Its Jeremy." I corrected. I breathed a sharp sigh. She always gets my name wrong.

"Oh yes. Jeremy. I remember now." She chuckled quietly at her mistake and smiled warmly with her hair pointing in all different directions.

"Why are you up so late dear? Its seven in the morning, aren't you suppose to be in school?" She questioned, raising her eyebrow.

"Uhm... Its four o'clock moms."

"Wait what?! In the morning?!" 

I sigh, shaking my head slowly. "No, it's noon mom. Noon." 

"Oh." she laughs at herself quietly again, pulling the sleeve of her gown back onto her shoulder.

 "Well how's school?" 

"Great, just um, can you-"

She cuts me off my sentence. "Wheres Marka?"

"Out." 

"Out where?" 

"To a party I guess."