I woke up and stretched. It was pretty early and I could hear my mom watching tv down in the living room.
I took a shower and did a dark makeup look that wasn't too much. I changed into some black leggings that made my butt look great and a black shirt that said 'Dirty', I tied a flannel around my waist and slipped on some black combat boots.
"Hey mom." I greeted walking down the stairs.
"Good morning Ell." My mom smiled.
"What time is Chris coming home today?" I asked, taking a sip of a smoothie my mom prepared for me.
"I'm not sure but his band mates are staying here for the night then you all are leaving tomorrow." My mom said.
"Alright. I can't believe this is the first time I'm seeing them in 4 years." I giggled.
My phone started ringing.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey it's Chris we're all on our way to the house." Chris said.
"Okay, I'll tell mom. I'll see you in a few." I said hanging up.
"Mom Chris is on his way." I said.
"Okay." She smiled.
My phone started ringing again.
"Is that Chris again?" My mom asked.
I shrugged answering my phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ell, its Hayden." Hayden smirked through the phone.
I walked into my room quickly.
"What do you want Hayden?" I asked, shutting my door.
"Just wanted to call and say I miss you." Hayden said.
He still doesn't know I'm gonna be touring with his band as well. I'm hoping I can avoid him at all time.
"Hayden no." I said, hanging up.
Hayden and I dated for a while, I'm still in high school and he was always on tour so it didn't really work out. When we were together he was hooking up with other girls. I was hurt at the time but not really anymore.
I walk out of my room to the living room again.
"I'm gonna run to the store and grab something's, need anything?" I asked my mom.
"No I'm fine, thank you anyways Ellie." My moms smooth voice spoke.
I opened the door and walked out, lighting a cigarette and taking puffs from it.
I arrived at the small shop and bought a new pack of cigarettes and a bottle of Jack Daniels, I'm not legal of age but the people there let me buy alcohol as long as I have money to give them.
"You only come here for cigarettes and alcohol." The cashier chuckled.
"Self Destruction is such a pretty little thing." I winked, then left.
I walked home and tried my best to hide everything I bought.
I walked into my house and opened the door, looking down at my feet.
"Hey stranger." I heard a familiar voice speak.
I looked up in shock.
"Chris!" I giggled and ran into his arms.
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