"DAD!" I yelled. "What the-" He was panting, the blood dripping. "Um, Ev, go to your room. Your father and I need to talk" She said, something in her voice. I still don't know what. I walked into my room and plopped on my bed with a sheet of math homework, my phone, and my headphones. I pressed play on my spotify playlist. How to save lives by the Frays played. Yes. My favourite song at the time. I heard yelling but I couldn't understand. Okay, math. Math, not mom and dad's arguing. Math. C'mon Evelyn. I told myself. I did the sheet of math problems and laid my head down. Let me down loosely by Ben Alexander had been playing then. I remember singing it as my stomach rumbled. I couldn't go out there, not when they were fighting... I did the ritual, so if I fell asleep I wouldn't... you know... die. That was the last thought I remember before falling asleep.
Mom had shaken me awake. I looked around to see my- all my stuff packed. The only thing still there was the stuff on my body and my scarf. I only remember so much, but I know I asked something around the lines of: "What about school?" I don't remember her answer, but I never went to school that day. I never have returned to that school. We got in the truck, which was full of all our belongings when I asked "What about Dad?" She shook her head and said, "Not anymore." I stayed quiet and turned my playlist on again. We drove for what seemed like ever. I texted all my friends to tell them I was okay and alive. We got to a town, Collsvile, if I remember correctly. Mom found a cheap motel for the night. I brought in my charger and plugged my phone in. I almost forgot to put my scarf up and do the Scarfing but I noticed Mom's and I did it. I checked my texts, my friends were worried but I didn't reply. I just... fell asleep. Mom woke me up early the next morning, hurriedly. We got all our things. Well, I had to run back for my scarf. We squeezed into the car and drove.
(( A/N Sorry, it's really short.))
