Finding You

7

"I really don't want to go home" I said. I am currently lying across Mikey's bed. He's sitting on the bench at the bottom of his bed playing his game.

Typical. "I said you could stay. They won't mind at all" he said. I laughed. "I know, but I don't have any of my clothes. Besides, when mom gets home, I don't want her to hurt herself, so...." I trailed.

He shock his head. "Then you should definitely come stay and just hire a nurse off her credit card" he said.

I laughed. "No. It's all good. Besides, all I do is take off her shoes, help her to bed, make her a shake so she doesn't have a hangover, and wake her up with a bucket of water before running like a bat out of hell" I laughed at the last part.

He signed as he paused his game. "Well, you shouldn't have to do that is what I'm saying. Why is that side of the family so toxic?" He asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Maybe it stopped with us. I'm a nice person, right?" I asked. He tilted his head to his shoulder. "I don't know. I've only known you for a day" he said.

He laughed making me flick him off. I keep my hand up as we both contiuned to laugh. We didn't even notice his door opened until someone cleared their throat.

Looking up, we saw Trevor standing in the doorway as Maxwell ran in. Leaning over the edge of the bed, I scratched his chin. "Mom said I have to take you home since BJ can't drive, and Micheal is sleepy, and I'm ready" he said so rudly.

I mentally rolled my eyes. "Fine. I hope you have GPS. I only know the address" I said as I tried to get up. Tried.

I fell over the edge of the bed making Maxwell run to the door. Laughing, I slowly got up. "Oh God. Where are my shoes?" I asked looking around.

"On your feet. Your bookbag is still down stairs" Mikey said. I nodded as I stretched. "You coming?" Trevor asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. Just give me a minute" I said holding up one finger. As I stretched, I could feel my eyes begin to close. "Nope. You're going to sleep. Let's go" Trevor said grabbing my arm.

I let him lead me out of the room and downstairs. I almost fell with each step. "You wouldn't fall if you opened your eyes" he said. I shrugged my shoulders.

"What?" I questioned. He didn't respond. Just keep leading me downstairs. I knew we were outside when I felt the wind surrounded my body. "Do you have my bookbag?" I asked as he put me in the car.

"Yeah. Here. I need your address" he said closing my door. I nodded as I being to put on my seatbelt. It took me forever.

When he got in, he handed my his phone. I forced my eyes open to put in my address. Handing him the phone back, he scoffed. "So you live at a hotel? Do you stay alone?" He asked. I shock my head. "No. I stay with my mom in the pent house, but she mostly likely not coming back until the sun does" I laughed.

"So what about your dad? Is he anywhere?" He asked. I nodded as I leaned on the door. "Yeah, but I can't stay with him till next school year. I hate judges. They never ask the child where they want to stay" I signed.

That's all I remember.