The Joys of Arson

10

      Frantically trying to call back her younger brother, Alix managed to utter a simple, 

"Hello?"

     Being bombarded by loud yelling, and her intoxication amplifying her senses, she holds her phone away from her face, but the angry tone was blasting through the speakers, leaving the two sitting idly in the car in disbelief.

     The girl quietly muttered into the phone's microphone,

"Text me the address. I'll be there when I get there"

     And proceeded to end the call while her brother was mid sentence.

     Less than a minute later, an incoming text had sent Alix's phone buzzing.

"Do you mind picking up my siblings?"

"..."

"What?"

"We're both high"

"Oh."

"No biggie, I know just the thing to sober us up. Put the address into a GPS or something"

      Doing as she was told, Alix input the address where the two siblings were, placing her phone in the cupholder between the two; Judd glancing down to see just where the hell they were going

"Huh, how old are your siblings?"

"I don't know, 12? 13? It's hard to keep track"

"Alright, so for this to work, we both have to not have seatbelts on"

"What? Why?"

"Trust me"

     Backing out of the lot, the two sped off back toward Bridgeton and the unsuspecting residence.

      Pulling into the driveway, stepping out of the car, and onto the front porch, Alix raised her fist to knock on the door, shoving past her was Judd, barging through the door, leaving the girl in the dust and confused.

"Shut the fuck up, and get in"