Misfit

Chapter Three: Yeah... Okay

I return home and find Jackie isn't alone. He's sitting on the sofa with some girl, someone I don't know. She peaks at me through her lashes as I walk passed them in the living room and to my room. She is of no concern to me, I know that much. Today has been a relatively busy day at school and it's rare for me to admit that, so I sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. My thoughts begin to wander and images of College guy begin floating around. Could that be Julia's boyfriend? She's never mentioned him before but then again... Would she mention him in the first place?

I glance at the time on my alarm clock and it's getting relatively late, so shouldn't Jackie's friend be leaving? Come to think of it, my parents aren't home either. Just then, the dots begin connecting.

Ah... I get it now.

I pull back the covers on my bed and prepare to call it a night. Dinner hasn't been made and thanks to Bella's absence, there's no real need for it. I wish I would've gone to grandma's like she did. At least with grandma, I can speak with her no problem and I've got no real issues with her either. She's nice, kind and very loving. She's been that way for as long as I can remember. In the living room I hear the door being locked from the outside and the voices of my older brother and his friend outside as they head to his caravan.

I suspect what kind of night I'm in for.

My eyes flutter open in the dead of the night, again my room is dark. The light overhead needs to be fixed. But something else comes to my attention. The ecstasy filled moans coming from Jackie's caravan echoing into my room and bouncing about off the walls.

Whore...

I was right to suspect this...

"For fucks sakes..." I curse, knowing well that it's useless.

There is no way I'll be able to sleep. Not with... All that going on.

So I take my phone, earphones and head to the living room. That is where I sleep for the rest of the night. The leather on the couch isn't as comfortable as my bed but it'll do as a substitute for one night. I plug in my earphones and blast music at full volume, that actually drowns the sex out and I hear nothing but guitars and love letters and I instantly fall asleep once again.

Now that's better.

The couch suddenly shifts where my head is resting and that wakes me. My eyes flutter as I take in the morning and sit up. Jackie is sitting here with the TV remote and he's mindlessly flicking through the channels. I remove my earphones and get to my feet, popping a few joints as I stand. My back aches and I know it's the sofas fault for not being able to retain a proper structure for my back. There's cluttering in the kitchen and I know we're not alone...

That girl...

I get up and leave the living room and head to my room.

"Hey, could you show me where you keep the eggs?" she says to me.

Her brown hair is cut short and stops just at her neck. Her honey brown eyes remind me of the woman father brought home and I instinctively narrow my eyes.

"In the fridge." I answer bluntly and leave.

I know better than to stick around the night after Jackie gets laid. This has happened on multiple occasions and this isn't the first girl to wander through our kitchen. I head to my room and close the door behind me. I've got nowhere to go since it's the weekend so I end up laying on my bed and listening to music until late in the afternoon.

The weekend couldn't have been any slower, it just didn't want to end. Or maybe it was just me who kept checking the time every five minutes only to be disappointed that it's been only a few minutes. Jackie and his girlfriend had left already right before mother arrived; I am going to assume that's his girlfriend since she was wearing one of his shirts this morning.