10.00 on a Friday night, and I'm in bed. Talk about a non-existent social life.
I feel like I should be out at a party, doing normal teenage things. Instead I went along with some stupid plan to get Reins Girlfriend back. All I think we managed to do was enrage the bitch further, now she definitely won't be coming near Rein.
Especially with Neville's warning.
I decide that I can't just lay down and mope in bed like every other Friday night. I need some retail therapy. What better else to do on a Friday night; online shopping.
Setting up the Bluetooth speaker I select my favourites playlist. Setting the tone for the entire session.
Logging onto my favourite makeup site, I browse through their new releases. Placing things, I was desperately running low on into my cart. I'll save the clothes shopping for when mum and I go for our shopping trip.
I need to invite Kat along on this shopping trip, its been too long since we did anything at all that doesn't involve boys. Logging into my barely used Facebook account I send her a message telling her as much.
The songs changes and my all-time favourite in the history of the world song comes on; Fader by The Temper Trap.
I start to wiggle to the beat in my chair, using my hairbrush I belt out the chorus. It is honestly such a good song. Looking into the mirror on my wall I slide in front of it in my chair. My gaunt cheekbones prominent on my face.
Just the way that monster liked it
A small presence leaps onto my lap, breaking my out of my haze. Chester meows his little claws digging into my thighs as he tries to gain traction. The motion leads me to shuffle a little too far to the right and I slip off the chair. My butt lands firmly on the ground, and Chester walks away, looking pleased with his efforts. The only good thing is, that now I have even more room to play the guitar solo.
A crashing sound echoes though the house, I feel the floor below me reverberate with the motion. I stand and immediately pause the music, trying to listen for any other sounds.
Another loud bang echoes, Chester doesn't stick around and scurries under my bed from the sound. I rub the sore spot on my butt as I walk to the door, reaching for it just as it swings open.
Archer comes barging in not sparing me a glance.
I move quickly to the side letting him pass. I make my way down the steps and see that Mum has missed all of the commotion, asleep on the couch. Typical.
As I'm trying to raise mother from the dead I see Neville storm past in my periphery. I leave mum and decide I should probably go and check on Archer before I do anything else.
"Neville what did you do?" He stops at the sound of Dads voice, he looks between Dad and I.
"I didn't do anything, it's him you should be asking that question" he storms out and straight to his room. I need information. Now.
"I'll go and talk to Archer" I climb up the stairs meeting dad on the second floor.
"Where's your mum?" He questions, probably wondering why she isn't up here demanding answers.
"She fell asleep on the couch, you might want to go and get her" I kiss him on the cheek and say goodnight.
"Alright, make sure you find out what's happening" he reminds me as he walks down the stairs.
"Will do" I walk down the hall to my staircase and find the door ajar.
I could've sworn I closed it.
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Documenting Love
Fiksi RemajaWhen Dad called a family meeting that day I knew things were about to change. The last couple of years have been a roller coaster, and things were just starting to settle down. Now I was sharing my room with 'him'. All I have to do is survive the...
