Back home boys do a movie night with a lot of food and Netflix.
Whereas Irene is in her room busy with work and Linzey is reading a thriller book in the kitchen.
I walk up to Linzey while sitting across from her.
"What's up?" She looks up at me.
"Can I go and have a look around your area by myself?" I ask while smiling widely.
'Because why the hell not?'
"Of course you can" She nods.
"If something-I'll call you" I show her my phone while standing up.
"You better" She points her finger at me and waves it like a mother would do at her child.
I dress warmer as it is getting colder during the night and slip my shoes on. I open the doors and exit the house with music playing through my earphones.
I walk around and the houses on this street are spacious, have their own garden, different shapes and they are spaced-not build next to each other.
10 minutes didn't even pass fully and suddenly I'm getting a phone call.
'Damn! My phone is on fire today. Who's calling me now?'
I look at my phone and I see Ella's name displayed on it. I raise a brow, but slide my finger through the phone's screen and accept the call.
"Hello?" I start through the phone.
"Hey Alex, how are you darling?" She sounds weird.
"Ah! I'm good, thanks Ella"
"That's great! I hope you're enjoying Sweden" She laughs.
"I am, I am-it's amazing and brings back a lot of memories" I smile while walking ahead.
"I'm happy for you then" Her vice breaks lightly.
"You don't sound like it through. Are you alright? Did something happen?"
There is a few seconds of silence before Ella starts "I'm alright is just that...No, no I won't disturb you"
"Go on" I insist.
"I don't t even know why I called you, I'm sorry love. I'll hand up"
"Ella wait! What is going on? Talk to me" I stop in my tracks.
"It's just that..." She breathes deeply "I have no idea where Max is..." She trails off.
It leaves me in total shock and my eyes are wide "What do you mean?" I wait for her response.
"I don't know where he is. He doesn't answer any of my calls nor messages, he hasn't been home ever since he went to paintball-so about 2 days. I-I don't know what to do, I'm worried. Did you hear something from him?"
'What is going on with him?'
"Nothing, I texted him and even called-no reply as well" I breathe "What is in this stupid head of his?" I mumble to myself.
"Exactly! That's what I'm trying to understand as well!" Ella says louder.
"Ups, you heard it?"
"Yes, I did and I totally agree with you. My son is such a jerk, I swear"
I laugh a little.
She follows along and also laughs.
"If I will know something or get any information back I'll definitely let you know first" I assure Ella.
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|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|
Ficção AdolescenteA story about an 18 year old girl named Alexandria Parker, who lives in London together with her brother and father. She had life showing her the hard way, same with her family. Her mother died when she was only 8 and she was left by herself. Well...
