*Cami 1st person*
II November 15 II
School is beginning to bore me as I catch on to what they're saying all too fast apparently. My mother says it's a gift but I'm not so sure middle school's not all it's cracked up to be. But I guess school's better than home at this point. The only thing that I enjoy about the house anymore is my brother Maverick. He's been so wrapped up with Judah though lately that I've been stuck with the other side of the family, the not so fun side. I've been trying to get with Jacob lately but I don't know he's just so Jacob. Austin's gone a went off to "collage". I don't think that he actually went there I think he just left because he could I know I would have. Man, if I could leave right now I'd be jumping out the window and chasing for freedom.
My father hasn't been the best lately now that he has his alcohol problem. I don't like that he's always drinking and I've told him that myself. I talk to him a lot actually but I don't think he really listens. He does the same things all the time but what really bugs me the most is how much he uses my mother. It would be so much easier if she would just stand up for herself but she just can't do it. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one in the house that's trying anymore. I know that I have a short temper but at least I'm saying something. After Austin left he took all his hope with him any kind of something that could possibly even sort of put this family back together is completely and utterly gone. I've got a bad temper, Maverick shut everyone out but me, Jacob is never home, dad's a drunk, and mom's not doing anything about all of it. I get into fight's a lot with both of my parents about the things they do and how they are choosing to do this. My fights with them only lead to others and soon I bring everyone else in with it but we never finish them. One of us gets to upset or something and then their out of it and the conversation just gets left up in the air for another one to roll on top of. The last one was about Maverick and Judah. If Maverick would just keep Judah to himself maybe our parents wouldn't send him to a psychiatrist. All he would have to do is lie about it too. He doesn't have to believe what he's saying, all he has to do is shape his mouth and make his vocal chords spin and half of the battle would be over.
I hear the door open and rush downstairs. Usually I just leave Maverick alone when he gets home I don't want to bother him. In fact, I usually don't leave my room until everyone is home. I always hear Maverick talking quietly to someone but rarely do I ever hear the other end of the conversation. What I meet at the bottom of the stairs is not Maverick. I'm not sure who it is in fact I assume it's one of Mavericks friends. They look rather pale and almost like they're going to be sick. I stick to the wall and out of their way as they run and stumble up the stairs, they wave weakly as they pass and so I wave back. I head into the kitchen knowing Maverick will be there to ask him about his friend, I hear him yell up to him upstairs. "Hey Mav who's that?" I point back upstairs over my shoulder. He doesn't look back as his head is in the fridge looking for something. "Judah he's here every day. Have you never seen him outside on the porch?" Judah? He's real? Like a person real? My mouth drops. "The Judah?" I'm stunned. "I don't know another Judah Cam." I stand completely taken off guard that Judah, the Judah is actually in the house. Maverick rushes by me to go to his room. Why hasn't he just shown him to mom or dad. I don't get it!
I rush up to his room that is right across from mine. His door is shut and just as my hand touched the door knob I hear something drop. It's not heavy enough to be a body but it's not something light. I decide not to enter and drop to the floor. I peek in the very bottom crack of the door between the carpet and door. Judah is on the ground with Mav's blanket over him. They're both talking so quiet that I can't hear them. I quickly get up and rush into my room hoping I can hear them through the vents. The metal cold this time up against my ear. Trying my hardest to hear something but there's nothing at all so I get up and go back to the hallway. Racing back to Mav's door but this time I only look under and get a better picture. Nothing has changed but Judah is telling Mav something though I can't make it out. Trying to read his lips I get the word "fight" from Judah. What could that mean? I'm so confused on the whole situation. I just stare at the two to see if I can get things out of context maybe but then Judah is gone. A little bit of black smoke comes out from under the blanket. Then there's nothing left.
