that summer.

Sad boys

"So, I need to warn you." Noah said with a serious voice, I kind of got scared. "Oh?" I looked at him, Noah gave a slight grin. "My friends, not the ones at the frat house, my true friends." He paused. "They're really cool don't get me wrong. They're just really violent, sometimes with each other, sometimes not. They love blood, bruises, and anything dark like that." I'm in shock.

He looked at me, and laughed. "They won't hurt you, it's just a heads up." "That doesn't make me feel better!" I start nervously laughing. "I promise I won't let anyone hurt you. I would rather kill myself before I let you get hurt." He's being serious, you can tell by his expression. That made me feel a little bit better.

Noah dropped me off at my house, "I'll come pick you up around 1 ish." He whispered. He hugged me, then kissed my forehead. He walks away to his car, I check my phone, It's only half past eight. I wave at Noah, then I walk in.

"How was it?" My dad asked. "It was really good actually! He's really cool." I smiled. "Good, I'm glad you had fun!" My dad was always genuinely interested, it was always a good thing even when I start acting out. "So, when do you leave for work?" My dad is a ceo of a medium sized company, he was constantly gone to different states and different meetings. "I actually have to go to the airport soon." He frowned as he looked at me. "Money is in the can on the fridge. There's numbers on the fridge to the local police, fire department, ambulance, 911, and the ladies next door. I want you home by 12pm everyday, no excuses." I shook my head, nothing has changed.

I sat my bag down in the living room. I sat down on the couch watching movies, waiting for my dad to leave, and for 1 am. My dad brought his bags down shortly after. "Well, I love you, be safe. I'll
See you later," He looked sad. I stood up, "I love you too dad, have fun." He smiled as he walked out of the door.

It sinks in all at once, that i'm alone. It's 2am in Scotland, I doubt any of my friends from there will be up. I only have two friends here. I can do this, I think to myself. I go back to watching a random movie. A couple of minutes pass, I check my phone.

No missed text, no missed calls. I get on snapchat. I take a picture of my tv screen, and captioned it "Home alone, woo hoo!" Most people would know that's sarcasm. For me at least. I watch the stories my friends put up. Noah snuck a picture of me while we were out. He put a black and white filter over it. It had no caption, just a timestamp. I screenshotted it, and replied to it, with two yellow hearts.

15 minutes later, I get a snapchat. A guy named Max. If I can remember, I'm sure he's the guy from the party. He had replied to my story.

Max

You mean Noah isn't with you?

No?
Why lol

I just thought he'd be back to
The house by now!

Oh, I get what you mean. He said
something about hanging out with
his others friends.

O.
BTW you're more than welcomed
to come kick it with us, we
don't bite

Thank you lol

I woke up from a nap at 11:37 from a bang coming from somewhere.I have three missed calls. All from Noah. Because I was sleeping, I had no pants on. For the love of life, I couldn't find a pair of shorts. It's whatever, i'm home alone anyways, I think to myself.

Someone bangs on the door again. I stand behind the door, and open it, peeking my head out. It's Noah. "Hey?" I said confused. He was soaking wet, covered in bruises and glitter. He walked in without- saying anything. He didn't really have a facial expression. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt to make sure everything was covered. The shirt was oversized anyways.