the innocent boy | colby brock

thirteen

LEXI GRAFF

"hey mom?" i said as i walked through the front door. sam had dropped me off.

"yeah?" she said walking out of the kitchen.

"can i have like 7 people over after school tomorrow?"

"yeah, but no drugs or alcohol, me and your father are going out for his birthday and i don't want kids under the influence of things when i'm not here."

"i know mom, it's just a simple thing, food, music and talking." i informed her.

"no sex either." she laughed as she walked back into the kitchen.

"got it."

i walked upstairs and into my room, and instantly went into my phone. i saw a text from colby.

hey, im sorry about today
for not talking to you and
walking away.

no worries colby. i
understand that people
do things they don't
mean, and i mean everyone
he didn't mean what he
did. i know he's sorry.

what?

nothing haha nvm.

i was talking about sam not meaning his actions, but i think it shouldn't have been said, at least not from me.

"hey alexa, play trippy red." i said to my alexa.

i danced around my room to trippy red but soon, out of breath i plopped onto my bed. i grabbed my phone and went onto instagram. i liked and commented on peoples posts. some people i didn't even know but i still followed them.

i decided i wanted to post something.