Bonnie & Clyde

Chapter 3: Star Gazing

As always, the house was empty. My mother was too busy at work and my sister had gone off to who knows where.

I never grew up with a father. My mom had always made up stories as to where he was or what he had been doing all this time. My favorite story was the infamous "He's just on a busy trip." It was my favorite because at the time I believed it.

Of course, that story is no longer told. Now that I was turning seventeen in under a week, my mother knew better than to tell fables about our deadbeat father who bailed on his family.

My elder sister knew the truth way before I did. But like the good daughter she was, she kept up the facade. She thought that if our mother thought we believed her, it would be easier on our mom.

I'm not sure if it was easier. I mean, how easy could it be on a woman who was left all alone with two kids by the man she had once loved?

As the years went on, my mother busied herself with work and stopped talking about how 'great' our father was. She had done it for us, but later grew aware that we had known the truth for a while now.

It's been a cycle for the past few years now. My mom would wake up, go to work, work late, sleep, and repeat. Sometimes she would literally sleep at her office and only come home for a change of clothes or if she had forgotten something.

My older sister Lola took the lack of parental guidance as a way for her to 'see what was out there.' Which explains why she was always gone so much.

I too used the lack of supervision to my advantage. Curfew was almost nonexistent and rules went over both me and Lola's head.

But it did get lonely sometimes. I was at the house more than my mom and sister combined. My skin itched for adventure but nothing was presented in front of me.

My friend list was lacking and I was limited by not only companionship, but also myself. I knew better than to just drop everything and leave. I was too smart for any of that. But that little voice in my head kept saying, 'Forget about dumb rules. Who cares? Live a little!' That voice nagged at me constantly.

I had so many questions about the world around me. Like, what would it be like to stand in the middle of four states? Or, was that band everyone has been talking about really that good live? Or even, what would it be like to talk to my dad for the first time?

I hated that man with all of my being. He left my mother and left his two daughters with nothing. I wanted nothing more than to talk to him, face to face, and tell him how terrible of a person he was. I would do a lot to be able to do that.

But again, what was a dumb teenager like me supposed to do to achieve that? I didn't have my own car and I didn't know anyone who was willing to just drop everything and help me settle my own issues.

Knowing that I couldn't do anything about it, I just walked up to my room and went to my laptop.

The way that my desk was position in my room, I had a window right next to me. Sometimes I would open it and climb to the roof just to sit. I ended up doing just that.

I squeezed through my window and laid on the shingles, staring straight up at the night sky. I looked at the little white dots and watched as an airplane flew over me. Watching the airplane, I couldn't help but feel so trapped. Trapped in the same place, never being able to move.

There was no point B in my life. I was stuck at point A and nothing was getting me out.

Before my thoughts could go any further, my phone rang. Thankfully I had boughten it with me on the roof, so without looking, I just pulled it out and answered.

"Yes?"

"Hey, Bonnie!" Sammy exclaimed. A small smile appeared in my lips at her voice.

"Hey, Sammy."

"Soooo," she drew out. "Since your birthday is in a few days, I thought that a little pregame should be in order."

I arched an eyebrow. "A pregame?"

"Yeah," she said. I could tell that she was smiling. "Since it's inevitable that you're going to be spending your birthday at my house with just me and Lola, I thought that going to an actual party would be a nice little touch."

"An actual party," I said slowly. "You mean that thing that people go to to get drunk, high, rub all over each other, and have sex?"

"Yeah!" She answered brightly.

"I don't know," I said. "I already went to that God awful club with you two weeks ago."

"This'll be different," Sammy said with a wave of her hand. I knew she had waved her hand because I could hear her bracelets through the receiver.

"How so?" I asked as I continued to try to find as many constellations as I could with my limited knowledge on astronomy.

"It'll be at someone's house," she said. I rolled my eyes.

For some reason I didn't find myself fighting her on the matter. Usually she had to very literally drag me out of the house, but now I was finding myself very open to the idea of leaving.

"When is it?" I asked.

"Tonight," she said without hesitation.

I pulled my phone from my ear and checked the time. It wasn't too late and I didn't have work the following day. Why not, right?

"I'll get ready."

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Small chapter for you guys, but hey, a chapter's a chapter. Right?

Anyway, thanks for reading!

-eryn ~~