Broken Bones

Curiosity killed the cat

Being left home alone sucks.

When I was little my mom and dad would never leave me alone. 

Not even with a babysitter.

As I sat on my bed at 1:00pm I pondered about everything that's happened this past week. I never thought that so much could change in such little time.

My parents got back a couple of days after everything happened. And by everything I mean racing motorcycles, visiting Sam, and the time I spent with Ryder.

It didn't take long for my parents to leave again, but this time they were leaving for three weeks. I've never been left home alone by myself for that long. Not to mention that this month, of all months, is the time that the school decided to update everything. 

Including technology, the entire school building, the lockers, etc. 

I groaned just thinking about it.

Why must they leave?

They've been leaving a lot lately but they always tell me that it's for work. Every time they tell me that, they have this look on there faces that tells me that they're lying. Their trips are taking longer and longer.

It started with a couple of hours that they'd leave me home alone. Hours turned to days and now, days are turning into weeks. I'm just waiting for weeks to turn into months. I heard my mom call my name from downstairs.

I sighed and got up off of my warm and comfy bed. I speed walked down the stairs as I heard my mom call my name again. "Patience woman!" I yelled as I approached the last step.

I entered the living room and I was met by my annoyed looking mother as she tapped her foot impatiently. "What took you so long?" she asked me. I ignored her question as my dad walked in to grab my mother's suitcase. "Hey girly, I'm sorry about your mother. She's just grumpy that we have to leave again" he apologized for mom and I nodded understandingly, not really wanting to put up a fight with them.

"Give us hugs girly, we have to go" dad said, smiling sadly.

"Okay" I said sadly and my dad pulled my mom and I into a group hug. My mom laughed as my dad squished us together. 

We walked out to the car together and I gave them one final goodbye hug. "Drive safe" I said as my dad and mom entered the car. "Love you sweetie" both of them said at the same time. They looked at each other weirdly before my dad said "Pinch! Poke! You owe me a coke!". 

I laughed at his silliness and shook my head. "Bye!" I gave them a wave and walked back into the house.

I huffed as I closed the door and slid down it. I slid my hands into my hair and lightly scratched my scalp. I hated it when they left. It made me want to cry just thinking about them but I held back my tears. 

I didn't spend all of that time healing just to break down again.

One day I will tell you about what happened but for now let's just say that I have a past that I would rather forget.

I picked myself up off of the ground and brushed the hair out of my face. I decided to go get something to eat because I didn't have any groceries in the house to cook something. I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I didn't feel like driving my motorcycle so I just took my car.

I unlocked my car and got in, bumping my knee on the steering wheel. "Ow" I mumbled under my breath and stuck my key in the ignition. 

As I drove to chick-fil-a, I started thinking about what I would do once I finished my food after I got home. I came up with nothing and I soon arrived at chick-fil-a. I ordered through the drive thru and my food was ready quicker than I thought it would be.