Crazy

2

I wake up to find myself in my bed. I barely even remember getting back to the house, actually the last thing that I remember is figuring out her name.

Andrea.

The name alone brings a smile to my face. A beautiful name, for a beautiful girl.

I grab my phone and press the home button, lighting up the lock screen. I have the usual amount of messages on my phone. I go through them, there's messages about jobs I need to do, messages from old fuck buddies, and then one message. A name.

Andrea Michelson.

I type the name into the Facebook search bar, and I find her page. I scroll through the photos to see her beautiful face. She changed her profile picture yesterday, to one of her standing against a brick wall captioned "Senior Photo since I'm single." I'm happy to find out that she's single, but sad that she's hurting. I hit the home button and set my phone back down.

What's wrong with me? I don't even know this girl, and yet here I am caring about if she's hurting or not.

I get out of bed and pick out an outfit for the day. I settled on black joggers and a white t-shirt with white Nike Air high tops. I grab my phone and ran downstairs.

It was spring time, so we were getting ready for the summer jobs that always helped us through the winter. Fiona was looking for a new job again, and Debbie would do the daycare bullshit. Lip did whatever he could, but he had recently finished college, so he might actually get a legit job. Ian didn't really live here anymore, he had moved in with Caleb. However, Mickey gets out in a couple years, and Ian hasn't quite broken that bond yet. So this should be interesting.

I grab some eggs and sit down to the table.

"So what are your plans for the day, Carl?" Fiona asks.

"Same as always." I reply with a shrug.

"When should I expect you home tonight." She gets up and clears the empty dishes.

"Don't know." I finish off my eggs and dump the plate in the sink. "Bye." I smirk as I say this.

I walk out the door and head down a couple blocks. I walk into a house that is all too familiar to me.

"Carl." Ricardo says, and by the tone of his voice I know it's serious.

"What's up?" I say as I greet everyone in the room.

"We found him." Is all he says and I'm instantly standing up straight.

They're reffering to Brody, he used to be a part of the gang until he took a delivery and kept it for himself. After that he went MIA and we've been looking for him ever since.