Why?

I am only seventeen years old and I shouldn't be dealing with this right now. My sister passed away a year ago but I don't know how. All I knows that she was murdered. But I don't know why. So now my job is to find out. My mom is coming up to my room maybe to lecture me. Ever since my sister passed away she's been all over my case.

"Carly Williams, where have you been?" She asked.

"At the library to do some extra studying." I replied. You might think she cares but I don't think so. She goes out and parties all the time. And every time she comes back it's with someone new.

"I don't believe you!" She exclaimed.

"Well, believe it!" I shouted. That was probably not a good thing to say back.

She slapped me after a moment of her thinking. I didn't want to show any signs of pain so I just looked at her.

She pulled out a cigarette and told me to go to sleep and I wasn't going to get dinner.

She blowed the smoke in my face and said, "Good night you idiot."

Right back at you "mom". I couldn't sleep that night. All I heard was her laughing with some guy while watching a movie. I don't even want to think about tomorrow.

Tomorrow is my sister's birthday.

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I woke up this morning scared about what awaits. I went down stairs to get breakfast and hopefully my mom wasn't down there. She was, but she was soundly asleep with whoever that guy was. I quickly walked by the couch and into the kitchen. I didn't want to be loud so I just grabbed the whole box of cereal bars and raced back into my room.

My everyday routine was to go to my best friend's house and talk. His name is Jake. Yes, it is a guy. There is nothing wrong with that. I hurried and slid on a tank top and jeans. When I went down stairs I saw a bunch of drugs scattered on the table and a ring of money. I hope one day she gets caught doing what she does.

When I arrive a Jake's house his mother answered the door and gave me a warm welcome.

I went upstairs to his room and sat on the bottom of his bed until he woke up.

When he woke up I was already comfortable. I had his remote and everything.

"Good morning.....or afternoon" I said grinning.

"Hey." He said with a smirk on his face. I knew he was about to do something. He kicked me off his bed.

"Uuuh." I groaned.

Suddenly his mom yelled,"Is everything all right?"

"Yes!" We shouted at the same time.

We started to burst out laughing.

"You know what day it is?" He asked with a serious tone.

"Yes." I say.

"I have everything ready." He said.

"Good. We will meet up at 11:30 tonight. Don't forget."

"I won't", he said with assurance.