Remembering Sunday: All Time Low

The Party Scene

                                                               Remembering Sunday

                                                                   The Party Scene 

"Look Lex, its so pretty outside," I quietly say shaking him awake as I gaze out the window.

  He mumbles a couple of incoherent words, and sits up rubbing his eyes,  and looks out the window behind his bed.

"Wow, it is really pretty outside."

  We both sit there for a little while watching the small snowflakes slowly, softly float to the ground peacefully. It begins adding layer upon layer of snow, sticking to trees, and phone lines making everything a complete winter scene. Everything seems so peaceful, and quite. Like when we were kids. When our parents would sit in my kitchen drinking tea, and Alex, his older brother, and I would always sit in front of the huge window in my living room looking out watching the snowfall, wishing our parents would let us go out and play.

  We aren't kids anymore though. Alex's brother isn't here anymore. Our parents don't get together often anymore. we are graduating next year.

  It is so crazy to know that next year is the last year that we have  in school. It feels like its been crazy. The guys have a mini tour planned this summer now, and will be gone for two months. I am going to miss them so much because they are my only friends here at home. That's okay I guess, they have to start touring at some point now. I am just afraid that they will leave, and when they come back I'll just be a nobody to them.

  I jump out of the bed, telling him to stay there as I run downstairs, and make two nice big cups of hot chocolate, and outing five marshmallows into each of our cups. I make my way back upstairs, and give Alex his cup as he gives me a huge smile.

"You remembered that I always put five marshmallows in my hot cocoa?" he says laughing

"yeah, I have only known you since you moved here from Europe," I joke

'Immigrant for life!"

"You do realize you're a naturalized citizen, right?" I laugh at him as I take a sip of my drink.

"Shut up," he says smacking my leg

"ouchy, Lexy hurt me!" I say fake crying.

"Dumb baby!"

  I begin fake crying as I put my head in his shoulder, and he laughs.

"Oh you're cute," he says sarcastically as I hit his arm.

**

  I hear the door slamming closed as I hear a male's voice screaming. I jump out of my bed, dashing down the stairs to see my dad yelling at my mom.

"You are leaving me? After everything I have done for this family?" He screams

"Jason! You aren't even working anymore, leaving me to foot the bills. You LOST your job because you decided to become an alcoholic. You aren't ever even here anymore." My mother says  with tears rolling down her face.

  He takes a couple steps toward her, and raises his hand back, getting prepared to hit her, and before anything registers, before I could stop it, he slaps her. I walk behind him, kicking him as he turns around.

"Don't you ever leave a hand on my mother, ever again. If you ever loved me or her, you would support the fact that we don't want you around anymore. You need help. We can't take your drunkenness all the time. Go upstairs, pack your things, and get out of this house."

  He looks at the ground, and pushes me out of his way, making his way upstairs. I walk over to my mom, and look at her face which has a nice red puffy mark across her cheek. I pull her into a hug as she breaks into sobs on the ground. I quickly help her up, and walk her over the couch. I quickly run into the kitchen, and make an ice pack for her. I hand it to her as she puts it on her cheek, still sobbing.

"Its going to be alright, Mom. I love you, all we need is each other."

  She nods her head, as I kiss her forehead, and I walk upstairs to see my dad making his way back down with a backpack as he slowly descends the stairs, and making his way out of the front door. I shake my head at his poor actions as I hear my mom on the phone with somebody. I assume its the bank as I look for my phone. Its currently ten o'clock, and I feel like the day had gone by so fast. I turn off my lights as I make my way over to my bed, and text Alex.

"Could you come over please? Through the window?"

"yeah, i'll be over in two minutes, is everything okay?"

"just come over."

  Before I know it, I hear a tap on my window as I  see Alex come into sight. I walk over to my window, and open it for Alex. he walks in with a curious look on his face.

"Whats wrong?" he says as I break down into tears.

  I begin telling him the whole story, everything. I told him about how my dad became an alcohol dependent just a few months ago, how he started not coming home, how he lost his job. I told him how hard it has been on my mom the past couple of months because she has been having to work her butt off trying to work to pay off the bills. I tell him how my mom has filed for divorce, and how my dad hit her. I told him how my dad came home, and hit my mom, and how I screamed at him, and kicked him out of the house. He sat there, listening to everything I had to say, everything I was thinking. He had tensed up a couple times, but he gently held me, and stroked my hair, and let me cry into his shoulder. After that we both had fallen asleep on my bed.

Tear stained cheeks, and tear stained shirts.

*

  I wake up as my alarm goes off signaling that it is time to get up, and go to school. I sigh as I roll myself out of my bed, and make my way into my bathroom quickly brushing through my hair, and brushing my teeth. I quickly do my makeup, and then straighten my long hair. I then make my way downstairs grabbing my backpack, and head outside. I walk over to Alex's house, and just like any other time he appears out of the door by the time I can get up to the door. He gives me a small smile, and a hug as we make our way to school.

  We slowly make our way there avoiding approaching it as much as we can. I have so much work that I still have to catch up on, and its been one and a half weeks since I have been back. Its so hard to catch up when you're in high school, and I am so glad that next year is my last year, and its going to be great. Graduates of 2006. It is going to be great. I just have to figure out what exactly I want to do with my life. All I know is I really like broadcasting video, and I want to continue with that, a lot. Its so appealing to me, its crazy.  Its kind of what makes my clock tick, ya know?

  We arrive at the school, and we walk in receiving huge hugs from Rian, Jack, and Zach. Its great really. Having all guy friends is nice other than the fact that you have to deal with all their penis jokes. It would be really nice to have another girl in our group, but it is just fine the way it is now. I have my four best friends, and their music to get me through it all.